infamous night, although I am not ... only footprints, shadows produced by the lights of cars, barking dogs, thoughts of suicide safe endless uncertainty, stoicism and asceticism, madness, life is not at night profane, unbearable heat of sad death, time, black, beautiful women, music that twists, worms that eat away the skin, moody and pretentious writings of quiet jazz, sad and gothic scene in the street ... nothing.
Although I am not, I'm not ... I am not yet, just rumors, unhappiness, legends, at noon when urban life begins, I'm in the same struggle.
I'm No- ... I'm still in the struggle of being in pieces.
Damian Mictlantecuhtli
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