To neither God nor Nature
Nor mediocrity
Do I owe a death
Nor pleasurable difficulty
No spirit, no psyche
No machine, no gene
Nor exhilarating moments
Nor the coldest utopia
Nor mediocrity
Do I owe a death
Nor pleasurable difficulty
No spirit, no psyche
No machine, no gene
Nor exhilarating moments
Nor the coldest utopia
Beware, be wary
I just imagine I'm asleep
No reason to speak
Become flesh quietly
Motionless
Time to forget
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