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NOISE

OUT SINCE THE 8th OF MARCH

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Inside the mother gear

I bury a cold and lonely fear.

Embracing the knife of experience

I cut off my ignorance.

I choose to burn myself

In order to be born again.

Devouring my hatred’s depth

I dig and find strength beneath my pain.

 

Now is the time for me

To abort my indolence.

Now is the time for me

To murder my ignorance.

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