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I don’t form attractions,

I just cling to what I’ve got.

I don’t repulse shit,

I just excrete it in a friendly manner.

I don’t like taboos,

I just give birth to them,

For the sake of sadism.

I don’t like word plays,

I just play words,

And I don’t care about poems,

I just like the poetry of thoughts.

I’m not a great thinker,

I’m just thinking,

I’m not some great saint,

But that doesn’t mean I don’t hear voices.

I see a place for children,

But I could always fuck something else;

And all these children are fucking up their own kids.

They don’t grab balls though,

They just grab ignorance,

And say “this is your salvation.”