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some dont’s
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Melancholy will not leave
Kids daydreaming about their funeral suggests unawareness of death, of the fact that not the identity or episode will end but the experience will.
Do i need to learn to lie?
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linnud linnas  birds in the city i cannot see anything green ahead, I see sea and hear:
Ääääää
Oo oo
         õõõõõõõ
Kaakkaakaak
Äkä aka
Väkväkväkpäkpäk
Kookkoookkook
Ohohauau
 A õ aõ
Aa õ     a  a a õ
Ää äähääh ää ä ä krõ krõ ä krõkrõkrõ   krõ
Kõkõkõkõkõ
Vrrõ võõ vhõõ (kinnine hammaste taga huul kõva)
Õäõäõäõäõäõä õÕõÕ äh. Äh   äh
Viiviifiifi
Sirrsiiuviifii
AaaaAaaAa
        Äääähähähä
Ää. Ä äÄäÄ
Räräärä
  Fviii(h)
Rikikiki(võngub,hiigelkoor,tasatasatuhandekesi saeme)
Viiklõõ vkõõ
Sii vii vii viilõ
Iii iiIiiIIh iiiiõ(kiire katkine vaesekest teeskleb)
Kliklõkliiklii
       Klõõ. Klõõõ. Klõõ
Uäuäuäöää(k)
Vlivlilliliifüüflülõliõi vi li I
Ä ä ä ä ä ä ämämävä äh mäh
Vlivlõ
Flõ fli fli li li li      li li li li. Li
                        Lõ.              Võrlii. Fli
                                                              Kli
Vavavavah
Aahahah a h a h õh
Aa  ahaa
Papapapapa
õuäõua õuaõüä
Baabraakbakbak
Ararauau
Vii
Rara(koortirtse tuleb korra kuulde)
Viivivõrr
(Koor korraks paneb vastassaarel täiega)
Blobloblokblok
Viivopvop
Vii  vii
Viivih
Vivi
Klaklaklakklak
Suudad üksi olles teha midagi mis ei ole mitte midagi?
Vakvak siksak (pakub laine)
Kõik algas lainest
Emake meri
Vaata mõtted lähevad karjas vaata kuhu nad lähevad no vaata tähelepanulikult järgi
Mõttekas
Su hinnang on mõõtmatult vale, mõttetu
Blaakblaak
blõkblõk(üritab ülekanali ritsikakooor lindudele nendekeeli vastata)
(Paabeli tornis õppida hoopis mõned linnukeeled?)
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Kelle lähedal sa otsustad seista, on peegli valimine. Peegel ise on samuti selektiivne, sinus hakkavad domineerima teie sarnasused. Lapse ja rauga sillerdused tuleb püüda kuldsesse raamatusse
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atyouthenatmethenatyou
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Maria Helenale:
koos mõttesse vajudes
vestab kumbki oma metafoorides
ei korda enam arusaamatuses teise sõnu
vaid kõneleb kui võõraga
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People who are afraid of not  proud of not
having a big day
a great day
an orgy
Who are proud to do what they were told to do
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Kuivatan käed kardinasse
General sadness
To know that i am only inside one moment and it does not remain
What to do with this knowing
Is it too much for a human child or is it exactly what is needed
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a continuity in my life is pants that look like a skirt
everything you look at looks back, the more attention you give the clearer the picture gets, color patches appear inside color patches 
try to take time to dive into one event, to stay in an event
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I need someone to contradict
A system that eats itself , contradicts itself, is not truth
But truth wouldn’t just eat another one but eat all of them
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lying to myself about having realizations when i have none looks so easy to do. or are all written things realizations that were in need of being encapsulated? (not all,no. looking at you typing-rocking yourselves asleep without having felt a single moment of clarity today. it was bright only for a moment. darkness is creeping in as i write the fifth sentence, i am no different from you,maybe in the aspect that i have many certainties and then suddenly none. no. it is not sudden, it is painfully expected. you are becoming predictable. i may bore others but not myself! how do i know others are bored?)
don’t sit and write kids, you see where it can go when hard wood pouts onto your butt and the butt whines to the back and eventually the text ends up so impatient and dry and full of lies because secretly the kid just wants to go back out to play in sweet-smelling grass 
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