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any two people  coming together can be a game/life changer but without intimacy they are only like a fish without water a bird without air leaves without roots dreams without a dreamer this dazzling carousel of constant stimuli this attack of never-ending newness that spins the world is the ******* of void I dissapear from thought I dissapear from heart I am just a message an unresponded voice a poor sign without the depth of symbol an avoided truth an impossible commitment there is no time there is no space for giving and receiving the most precious substance, our deeply lonely selves the tears are helpless, here it is, have some void it evacuates itself in language, oh, language games played with much innocence, and eagerness I contemplate the void in mesmerizing eyes voices words taking responsibility for  illusions the hardest bit the body knows first about the danger left behind by a theoretical love only by entering the void I can feel it, oh yes the ******* of emptiness is inside me, too
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Jul 11, 2023
Jul 11, 2023 at 5:48 AM UTC
here it is, some void
any two people  coming together can be a game/life changer but without intimacy they are only like a fish without water a bird without air leaves without roots dreams without a dreamer this dazzling carousel of constant stimuli this attack of never-ending newness that spins the world is the ******* of void I dissapear from thought I dissapear from heart I am just a message an unresponded voice a poor sign without the depth of symbol an avoided truth an impossible commitment there is no time there is no space for giving and receiving the most precious substance, our deeply lonely selves the tears are helpless, here it is, have some void it evacuates itself in language, oh, language games played with much innocence, and eagerness I contemplate the void in mesmerizing eyes voices words taking responsibility for  illusions the hardest bit the body knows first about the danger left behind by a theoretical love only by entering the void I can feel it, oh yes the ******* of emptiness is inside me, too
#void#games
irinia
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irinia
Romanian
Jul 11, 2023
Jul 11, 2023 at 5:48 AM UTC
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