I found
the bliss that chops my heart

not have I sought for
but there I am

walked through the greynes
of evergreen plastic

all beeing cared for
all beeing settled

caugth in a kettle
of boiling windows

steamy panes
and spheric demons

no escape it seemed

yet nohing can stop
animus anima

gravity pulls
and sets free

orbiting round
a spiral tracjectory

two stars



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