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I feel that I need one more visit to...
To my mirror hiding place
Trails through my reflexes takas me
To places where the characters are
Undefined forms.

Here the consciouness disappears
While the chemicls contol me.

Little by little the stage melt
Colored figures exhales turning around me
I ain't got any tickets left that provides
Me expeditions beyound real universe.

So I see myself with
Eyes opened to the nothing...

Where are the sirens piercings in my nerves?
What are these ruins doing here
Instead of those huge monuments
To civilized imbecility?

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