Saying the same over and over makes no sense
unless it does not mean the same.
But how can you say something
when words are so rude? : they refuse
to do their part-irresponsible idiots.
When you finally think you have,
it's still not said: the carpet rolls on;
and language like a strumpet wanting in faith,
like someone trained to betray,
smiles and smiles and keeps a liquid face.
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