egyszerűbbek és ostobábbak vagyunk mint hisszük
kevésbé vagyunk különlegesek mint gondoljuk
az isteneinkről kiderült, hogy elődeink kitalációi
ezért a többség morál nélkül menetelve zabál
ha a tükörbe nézünk valamelyik állarcunk bámul vissza
ijesztő tekintetünkben folyékony félelem a magány
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Thursday, 15 January 2026
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