Talk and food.
In this world
you can see an ancestral tickle in a smile.
The joy you´d love to be responsible for.
The laughter you´d love to have caused.
There´s food in conversation,
fibre and protein in exchanging words.
People laugh at the homeless,
strangling themselves in the name of appearances.
Choosing simple connections with predictable friends.
In the world you can see food exchanged like
conversation, listen to the poor.
The laughter you´d love to have caused.
There´s food in conversation,
fibre and protein in exchanging words.
People laugh at the homeless,
strangling themselves in the name of appearances.
Choosing simple connections with predictable friends.
In the world you can see food exchanged like
conversation, listen to the poor.
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