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Hatred, rudeness, cynicism

Excluding rejection

Of an appeal for

Fading in a temple

Of the highest

Nonsense.

A burning cry

For help by

A denial.

A vulgar horror

Empty stage

A nightmarish toll

Of a raging age

Skillfully and flexibly unlocking

A process of

Spectacular fission

In two till

The near far away.

Within a depth of zoom

Searching for a soul,

Finding

A rumble,

Sand

And a tear

With a guardian – eternity.

Gradually

Transforming

Into a coarse shadow

The encoded cry

Of two faces

Routinely circling

Within a common point of interjection.

Penetrating into

The scheme

Of a fixed scale

Without a divider

For measuring

The unit of

Lie

Viewed

From far away.

      Reflexively: Until when?

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