You can not count on your self.
What ever happens, you see in pictures.
Seemingless pictures, with no faces, only landscapes, with color, grasses.
Faces mean emotin, wrinkes, moles, frecles.
Who needs anyone. lonliness is you.
Pick up this. pick that up tooo.
Kick shit aroun. Find it, found it. Sit down, Can't stand still.
Stop. You want to. But you will die. no. but maybe.
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