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From the horizon
Parallel sidewalks
Deserted asphalt
Abandoned playgrounds
Thousand floor residential buildings in between
Humans trapped in identical boxes
Eating identical boxes of food
Living chores
Hearing about some others
On a complete set of TV Shows and hosts
A billion different faces
Robed in single color, Grey
Slowly moving at the sound from a requiem
Hollow pupils
Peaces of hair
Dry lips and blackened teeth
Cheap make-up over the bruises
Some hip model’s photograph
Covering the bathroom’s mirror
Soap and warm polluted water
Over stiff limbs
Semi-painted nails
Distorted fingers
Some fat
Some flesh lingering
Withering
Mass media
Ripping poor people of their counterfeit properties
Mass media
Giving doomed people dreams to dream of
Air
Oxygen knocking at three locked windows
A sofa, a TV
Empty refrigerator
Trembling lights and asphyxiating curtains
Guarding sewers from sunlight
Protecting sadness from its own improvement
And in identical scenarios
Identical people live
Breathe
Dream
Of identical dreams
And similar probabilities of an equal end
A place in the sun
On a dead solar system
Added on: 22/11/2007 20:10:15
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