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On the webs of stretched poles,the fierce memories of my existence,entwined and fierce, float in order, yet reappear.They bear sins fallible or guilty..
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Sooner or later, every mirror imagethat has stepped out of itself turnsback in on itself.Its forgivable, wise wrinklesfrom the moments of grimtimes ju..
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A life violated, like a concoctionor a legacy that should no longerbe brought to light,for it is so secret-secret.Like stretched skin,the epithelial c..
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Unnecessary apologetic sentenceslike promised speeches flow easily through angry,leaky brains like Léthe water.Even holy water is like a dehydr..
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The man of the present postmodern Ageis inoculated with greedy rawness,with deliberate business-like leechingand palaver at the same time,like a const..
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I need to wait in a state of expectant readiness.The millstone of sin's redeeming mill is not much- it's almost overwhelming.As if in the beating of m..
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Watch out! He who survives here by free thinking,may now lie low as a sneaky,alamusian leech.A talmudic and sordid cancerof brainwashed thoughts runs..
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The cyclones of hope have tempted useach time on the heights of the spirals of Being.Each time we try to leap,to confess,to endure the daily toil of t..
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In our world, sparkling stars shine here and there incessantly.Our stars shine in our stars,in our stars, in our stars.Each vain mirror is also a slav..
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Some time must still be spent here of necessity.All Time is a tremor in space.It would have been good to knowBabylonian examples.What good was it to s..
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