9 мая 2019 г., 22:58

When tomorrow ends 

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What if tomorrow will never be yesterday,
because yesterday is tomorrow's today,
and the future is nothing but ashes
but only the ashes is all that remain?
Exhibition of deviant sculptures in chains
or perhaps they are sculptures of pain -
the last of the humankind's slashes
is leaving its marks on the slaves.
Will someone be able to look at the scars,
how disembodied and cripled we are,
when they lead us to that road of perdition
and forced us to divide us apart. ...

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