I know it's ugly, what with paragraph
My go
I know it's disgusting what
my hands do nothing that is human is alien to us
inhumanity today is the transparency
How I color excess
accepted every fetish
Just nicely framed in a frame
tolerance of each new idea is a sign that
body
That seems to be alive
Lost in the daily nonsense
breaks for brief moments
with systemic Chart
I go out with the carousel illusions
And I do ugly things
But forgive me
Who better than me so nicely
Can cram
Life in the colorful frame
Giving a smile to consume
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