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| [Acest text ar trebui citit în english]
Temptations dance for me in my silence
Like goddesses of marble drained from Olympus I`d dance with them immune and heterotrophy Inventing words out of lack of metaphors I invent them because Temptations hum my pain Out of lack of metaphors I desecrate the my most dear tool I will never ever purify So far away am I Of the idea that could wrap me like a fur If I wouldn`t be an animal already. Which I am. Which I am. Because, in my silence, Where temptations play a personal folk I disappear Eaten by them like by worms My silence is shattered chaotically by temptations I do not gleam death anymore… I WILL LIVE FOREVER I`ll taste infinitely all the temptations Even if I bleed Abruptly, deeply, alchemically, obediently I will live forever With them only.
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