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Who would suspect that words have finally surrendered to the poet,
and the sense of metáfota decided to admit defeat.

deceive the reality that we prefer to cushion our eternal return, our deformable
tragedy, the tragedy of solitude, we always

flee to hold our misfortune,
"But is not also an alienation Art complacent?
Is not that, your helpless target, its ill-fated dream?


Only one bomb ....

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"Soledad was independence, I had wanted and had achieved after long years. It was cold, it is true, but it was quiet, wonderfully quiet and large, cold space and the quiet they move the stars. "

Harry Haller.

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PRELUDIOS before dawn

"Mother night, drooling kiss bohemian angst of the day, I'm jealous Judas"

The moon pants,

I'm down, baring

sky, it opens the true darkness of the sun father, the real vice

your phrase brother, your words my friend ...

... appears as an epitaph on the grave of my ideas, it starts the daily monologue, only

conversation

've been like this before in other hobbies,

I've been like this before?

hear voices, I know where they come from my gluttony schizophrenic

a small child looks at me blaming me, believe me,

waiting for me in that empty corner,

where he left schedules,

brother's inside, not outside, it is waiting for you here in silence as you wanted,

radio megaphone, calling from away, ringing in my ears, the words of a thousand nights ago,

Orchestra of pain, moaning

human emotions, many of them at this time.

My steps are stakes.

nailing is going in the sweet memories of road trips,

but specifically

know if I'm not above or below the surface, negative or positive, what is the difference?,

this is diluted and becomes past, never future, as long past, the

silent crowd huddles around my eyes and makes me feel safe,

femina Silence, silence Oedipus blanket always, always cherish ...

Nobody

about all gone,

weasels are back to their graves chocolate

remember some love, as I fear the sea.

Mills

all fighting this thing in the morning,

On my way ....

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One day morning I got off the track, everything went

red like when things burn with passion.

All voices were heard wet behind walls of earth.

This drove me blind and forgotten while everything was becoming darker.