As I swam in mud and the dark view, discussed
Got my dreams, and gnawed the wheel pained
In my darkest nights and ash.
I see clear attempt by the exotic.
Bugler sounded, to start wiping exalts
Erotic sticks to the skin, rigorous safety!
New York, Paris, London, Tokyo and Rome rose
opens the road to then hunt asphalt
Or songs from beyond the grave parrot.
My words remain in motion that plague freezes
cares, biting rancid fixed and pour out.
Wandering, I dictate my course of action
What I am trying not to be followed by revenge.
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