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Images and words Are re-ordered In ever cleverer circles In the maelstrom Of modernity Distracting the brilliance Of young minds I release myself From the mundanities Of daily life And ponder The questions of a youth Nations are destined To rise and fall Just as the buttocks Of ardent lovers Grind against each other Flesh towards flesh Advance retreat In and out of freedom To annihilate The painful consciousness Of our singular existence I find The minds of men Incomprehensible In the end There is no destination No everlasting physical Only Spiritual Birth Ageing Sickness Death Four Three Two One NNnnnnnnnnn Aaaaaahhhhhh Sssssssssssssss
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
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Images and words Are re-ordered In ever cleverer circles In the maelstrom Of modernity Distracting the brilliance Of young minds I release myself From the mundanities Of daily life And ponder The questions of a youth Nations are destined To rise and fall Just as the buttocks Of ardent lovers Grind against each other Flesh towards flesh Advance retreat In and out of freedom To annihilate The painful consciousness Of our singular existence I find The minds of men Incomprehensible In the end There is no destination No everlasting physical Only Spiritual Birth Ageing Sickness Death Four Three Two One NNnnnnnnnnn Aaaaaahhhhhh Sssssssssssssss
16th January 2016
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
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