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BLURRED BEGGARS WORLD

I hate lies and dirty pigeons
Tart thoughts about pathetic people
That recycled world,
cynical and rotten
And those illusion lights everywhere
Hungry glances, snotty snouts
Correct actions hovering around
It doesn't matter for whom we play the chords
Cutely barfing among smoke and whores

dishonest lights

no fly strictly take off and land

recycled rooms

uneven play

throat burning smoke
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