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Ignorance

When all is gone and the current have turned our basins into flows of dust,
where will you go?
To the market bringing buckets of water ruined by loathing?
Hear the laughter of the crowd, seeing your amusement over their ignorance you know to be true.
Although no one sees the world through the faces that you have worn, so many times and with so many different wigs.
You see, what no one else sees. You see, what no one want.
And the sorrow truth is that no one cares what you see and nor what you might have to say.

 




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Publicerad 2015-10-01 10:46



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