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DARK THEATRE

THE NOISE OF LOVE

The voice of reality is buzzing inside my ears.. Nothing else matters but the shining sun and yellow leaves under my feet, and my own shadow following the illusionary Being...

Perhaps the black man with a leopard-print top hat and the red ribbon across it, who is singing "no women no cry", repeats his own mantra to entertain loners and the wounded by love ... It stretches an ironic smile on my face....

Love is a dirty prison ...and its colour is black...

My karma is screaming at me "don't think twice, it's alright"...

My brain is spinning and getting sick, throwing itself all over the universe..

 

Let's just be were we belong...

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