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Introspject
the slabs are huge and are uneven
sky horizon that is no longer perpendicular
another line is tangent to the straight line
stability donned its mist suit
it insidiously wraps around the curving walls
makes the mouth of life produce a trembling voice
words that echo slipping through the fog
acidity of knowledge that created a never again
aridity of the texture that covers the earth
greed for how hungry the time is
it's so easy to see mistakes
and see that soon we will all be
on the same painful side of this syringe
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Marco Chies
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