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Grandeur has never been, and never will be, the ability which consists in striving to raise your gaze as high as possible.
Acid sweat dripping from sunburnt foreheads,
Burning wide-open eyes, sweeping around the elusive.
Sunburnt.
No additional clairvoyant vision ability,
But the darkness of an equivocal obscurantism.
Sunburnt.
A pseudo-reality not discovered but imposed,
Clumsy and frantic interpretations juxtaposed.
Infantile mind incapable of being lulled by the coldness
Of a plausible assimilation of our complete loneliness.
Sunburnt are the wanderers of the sand.
Dead sand paths lead nowhere but beyond the threshold of one's scorched delirium.
The propagation of such ideas is a contamination and should be stopped by all means.