Parricide

Narrow-minded

Parricide
Little humans have little minds
The circle of thick skulls expands around us

I'm a child of my age - a premature worry

I believe in the fear of the man
Who will make the great discovery

My fate is blind without foundation
One short step to apprehension

Only what is human can be truly foreign

Curdled smiles
Disrupted sleep
Surplus
Narrow - minded
Primitive

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