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Dived in inertia. Fooling around the traffic. Special loneliness. Covers sounds. Indifferent. A breath. Your pulse.

You nourish breaths. Life images. Your own flag. Untouched dreams. Everyday life is getting rusty.

The greatest joy. To dream with the eyes open.

Your Monologues. Words. Without sound. Heavy though. You feel them. When they unfold the images. Fascination. In your own dimension. Displayed. Prefaces are missing . You don’t ask for subtitles. You know every syllable. They are born in your breath. They fit everywhere. Companions. Waiting for you. To place them in a row. In your own book. Being indifferent themselves .They don’t search for a reader.

You read the tale word by word. Without breath, greedily. Images are dancing in your eyes. This can fly. Become a drop. With this smell. Surrounding your life. You open your eyes and this is there. In a world where people do not explore. Do not discover. You live the eternal secret.