Untitled #8 Poem by Pierre Rausch

Untitled #8



Why this obsession with purity
Rather to her integrated cabinet
When he lid these thoughts
A kindergarten component
Wash the sand upon a sea
Accepted the acceptance
A different flavor in the making
As soon as possible
Take the cellar objective
Compassion on being able
Righteousness in certain beliefs
Mixing the team
A diverse affiliation to the universe
In case you've never
I don't mind the matter
Feel suspect interest
Of the illusion that worked
It doesn't mean thanks
Stand by what you said
A copy over acceptance
Through that will in the meantime
These advertisement songs
The world, if you know
Sheba sheba ability
Before and I had to take
Reading it again
Necessary to be done
To trifle with somebody
I would do more

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