I am an eye.

As often happens, there is someone around the corner, around the bend.

While I drive is an eye that sees and hears, suffers and remembers.
Ghosts along the way that are ignored, the gaze of others slipping away annoyed.
A dream, a sweep life away from human stupidity.
I don’t want to turn the corner and meet death, but not for me, in this wonderful and terrible world.

“I’m alive and I died, in this world of shit”


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