Such as a film hidden behind the image
It is the false touch that makes your body so silent
As it remembers, it reminds you that you are still a passive negative thinker
Want to speak for the body, but stop at every pain
Black core in the body
Hot or cold
In refusing to speak, to touch, even to exist
The opposite always arrives
The prison that cannot escape is whipped again and again by the shadow of the railing
Distrust of words makes words light
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