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Jan 19
Push away from Absurdity’s snare,
Take to the Skies, feel the open air.
With sarcasm fueling your flight anew,
There's no room for filth in the path you pursue.

Global Absurdity stands like a wall,
Break through its fortress, tear down its thrall.
Don’t linger or falter — your heart turns cold,
The storms are brewing, the future unfolds.


In Russian:

Мировой Маразм

Оттолкнувшись от Маразма,
В Небо смело улети,
Накопивши в бак сарказма —
С Мерзостью не по пути.

Мировой Маразм твердыней
Стал — пробей в нём полосу.
И не медли — Сердце стынет,
Катаклизмы на носу.
Igor Vykhovanets
Written by
Igor Vykhovanets  58/M/Moldova
(58/M/Moldova)   
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