from shadows on the wall, all

eptileptic colors mixed in a way undefined
city life trickles down the window like rain, today is another day, my window filled
hours put into inanament objects for other peoples pleasure, tyrants.
artifact, reincarnated soul.
human canvas painted with life or death decided by the artist.
man as motor, body, and wheels, accelerating through life.
bad for you like poison destroying your insides for your money.





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