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Cheap soul
I inhaled from the fresh little dust particles, which dreamed of sticking to my lungs slowly, like flies on sticky honey ...
I looked around on both sides, on a street soaked with boundless suffering, which reminded me of a slightly different future , where paper is taboo and truth is just an illusion. And love was compared to possession, not only of the physical, but also of the spiritual and the ego, which was cheap from canned tuna, which looked delicious, only on the colorful tin ...
This tin was very similar to those people who dreamed of being more than a mortal, colorful, selling some of their souls for the false love of others who just wanted to find where to leave their indifference and arrogance, who are children of their fear of full acceptance of themselves ...
© Sveto
I looked around on both sides, on a street soaked with boundless suffering, which reminded me of a slightly different future , where paper is taboo and truth is just an illusion. And love was compared to possession, not only of the physical, but also of the spiritual and the ego, which was cheap from canned tuna, which looked delicious, only on the colorful tin ...
This tin was very similar to those people who dreamed of being more than a mortal, colorful, selling some of their souls for the false love of others who just wanted to find where to leave their indifference and arrogance, who are children of their fear of full acceptance of themselves ...
© Sveto
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