Two Cents of an Outlier - Shw
Geometries
Threads and barbed wires
Laid one upon the other
Noisiness
Motor vehicles crowd living spaces
The sun illuminates contrasting truths
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Chaotic
Loudspeakers and control towers
Sick society
Degeneration in imminent arrival
Changeableness
Fashions dictate the rules
Alternate periods intersected to hard truths
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Here where I am
There's a strong sense of loss
The emptiness is painted of indispensable
Pack of lies
All seems to be proper while my name is not even adapted
Wearing out
Frenzy flows like a flood greasing our tired spirits
Greyness
Choked spaces kill our creativity
Distrust
Pollute foods
Perversions
Can I return to the roots