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Jul 2020
It is from your synthetic relations that i learn
what to make of, and how to observe
the traumas that once occured.

Transformed,
Translated into words
To lighten up the burden
Of the destiny flowing in my nerves.

Chosen for me or impregnated
The path is created
Before the men that walks it to get mutated
Together in your synthetic relashionships.


Words Of Harfouchism
Aliens are the new religion
Harley Hucof
Written by
Harley Hucof  Lebanon
(Lebanon)   
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