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17. Weird and dry in the slime

Evil and brilliant below the spirits
I create violet evil over the vapors
Heavy! The day has vanished
So heavy over the bullshit
We swallow colorful vapors against the fire
Tighten up your wig! The passion was hard
Weird and dry in the slime
I bend blue elves below the sky
God! The thought is fleeing
shifting awake 
a long way from home 
empty hands 
With what hopes 
our neighbour 
come singing 
and miss his turning

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