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In another rotation The same circle Hanging in the atmosphere In the same gravitational relation Spinning and spinning faces Every being in its placement In a war of deterioration To each his own spiritual mutation Believing in the satisfaction of their taking Man and his moon In a universe of spacing Running a race of human pacing Another sun sets In the days erased here Another sun sets Running a race of humans pacing In a universe of spacing Man and his moon Believing in the satisfaction of their taking To each his own spiritual mutation In a war of deterioration Every being in its placement Spinning and spinning faces In the same gravitational relation Hanging in the atmosphere The same circle In another rotation
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC
HangMen
In another rotation The same circle Hanging in the atmosphere In the same gravitational relation Spinning and spinning faces Every being in its placement In a war of deterioration To each his own spiritual mutation Believing in the satisfaction of their taking Man and his moon In a universe of spacing Running a race of human pacing Another sun sets In the days erased here Another sun sets Running a race of humans pacing In a universe of spacing Man and his moon Believing in the satisfaction of their taking To each his own spiritual mutation In a war of deterioration Every being in its placement Spinning and spinning faces In the same gravitational relation Hanging in the atmosphere The same circle In another rotation
JaxSpade
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Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC
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