we dance on the corpses and rubble of the houses of those commercial people. Meanwhile
nasyłasz me ichnią Inquisition.
your carefully thought out conspiracy.
my loneliness encourages reflections.
unfortunately majority of them confined to agnosticism.
'm not crazy.
my reality is just different than yours.
I hope you will understand.
now staring at you.
in your mouth.
smeared with lipstick.
look like a smile.
fun, no?
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