"And how to write the poetry
of this unpoetic second?
Only by underlining its insignificant hole
we can understand why we don't deserve to see anymore.
So brake your 3D glasses,
unplug your eyeballs
and plant them in the last good soil
of this Earth.
Pay the birth of your own future
and never care that you're blind in this Nothing.
For it is worth it to BE
in a world, created by the phoenix of your blooming eyes..."
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