Like industrial glue.

I can neither be forgotten nor replaced, once you come to know me well. I bring life into the nothingness, into solitary abysses. I stick to your soul like industrial glue. Whether or not you can admit it, you feel even in my absence my clear and absolute presence. I bring something interesting in the mundane and mediocre vastness of modern life. Can’t you see I am too good to be true? Here I am and I am there too.

Date

17 October 2022

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