Where you see only a dirty wall
I imagine endless seas full of virgin islands
rough coasts, full of abandoned people, intoxicated with happiness.
Waves with crested multicolored satin foamy effervescent.
I imagine sheets of graphite, moving swiftly,
soaked in noradrenaline plates corroding, rusting.
Alone, I walk in the way, straining myself and encrypting it.
Distilling romance with dendrites unevenly colored, copper sulfide.
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