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though I was born
as a cancer in a death bed
drifting apart
from trinity
from dignity
it is the brain
which needs some chemicals
beyond the boundaries
of the meaning of placebo
twelve divisions
of signs ignite
smoldering
inhaling
burn through skies
something is missing
to decrease the tension
in a negative light
to cure the insomnia
in an ecliptic sphere
and worsening mood
floats with philosophy
in the evening lounge
About the Creator
Filip Čaja
Pen name: William Greco - writes surreal poetry and short stories that explore the uncanny and hidden sides of life. Mainly inspired by the great surrealists or weird fiction and magical realism authors.

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