Who Are We
excommunicated from the land
of colours
i am
swimming in the music of the words
silently
passionate indulgence of
orgasmic repression
who are we?
speck of infinite wisdom
cosmic dust sprinkled
lustrous coupling of the residuals
on exile
in the unending girth
of the deep black holes
smiling...
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