All the jokes are getting repetitive.
The same old punchlines,
the monotonous oratory…
The age old juices and the minds, the bodies, the capacity to get fooled…
all of these are same.
Let’s just leave all these babe…
Let’s just take a road, a razor, some of your summer skirts,
Let’s just make a fat withdrawal
and let’s just disappear in the vibes of places.
We lie a lot, we make holes out of arrogance…
The same old enunciations of stupidity…
Let’s just give up today.
Let’s just find each other from tommorow babe…
Let’s just spend the last night through this immobile civilization.
The phone rings…the last call…the last minutes of intimacy in a Neverland.

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Photograph: Google.

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