The young scientist made a machine. 

You can out draw all the secret emotions and rotten desires of humans by this invention. 

He was one twittering genius…he was leaping…he was on a furious highway of transcendence. 

He thought of testing his sweetheart on himself first…

And then his evening got clouded…his ephemeral depressions became infinite, 

he certainly wasn’t ready for the corpses; that was inside him all these times. 

Most revealing one was the abomination of technicalities…the distance of logics and his companionship with utter insanity. 

Yeah he was awakened by a machine. 

Then with lapse of times he started remembering those afternoons of yellow sun and storms of dusts…

His first lesson of violin, his first kiss on shredded lips…the music of a sandy time. 

His invention was a successful one…but the man himself was far from success. 

I know one day he will be one famous fucker…for his music…for the nudity of his soul.

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