large and small little dolls,
as human mannequins, are exciting.
asexual, you will meet them
all along the way.
around, large eyes,
saying nothing faces...
large and small little dolls
as human mannequins.
the junk is screaming
from a distance.
is tempting with the cheapie
and the pushover.
I am putting the dark glasses
in order not to see.
I am putting earplugs,
in order not to hear.
the junk is glutting
and who is expecting it?
ghost one
is deigning to know...
maybe...
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