Tree Without Roots

No historical records sucking realities
A sunny night growing out of isolation
Truths about currents
Flowing into the flowers of tommorrow
LIves alchemically heated
No pasts no future born out of killing machines of modrenity
The cave full of dreams
The cave full of touchings

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