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Muted Circus. Roll up.
Nothing left. nothing gained. nothing thrown away.
crystal beginnings. first layer of skin eruptions.
This is why I came.
Not for you. Not for me.
but for those who sit. stand. stained in their hypocricy.
lost in their foolish cafes and coffee clouds.
Mention the thought and you'll be sorry.
And why did you come here? was it to dwell in your educated splendour?
No? tell me? you're not hungry? are you?
You're not who I thought you once were.
Oh, that is why you came.
Roll up! explain the chances to the Marqui de Sade.
This is nothing but a sideshow, I wanted the circus ring.
And now i stand alone in this autumn field.
I guess, this is the silent reason, the reason that I came.