Kinmin

Or jinmin, it’s like white, divorced or left work, left life. Green grass filled with dry waterless black, that you see white only. Departure or got lost and visited the wrong station or city, meeting there. Then it’s knm too. Why don’t they change their city, why keep it running ? They just have solid cover ups and don’t change the way they run the city. Keeping it social making news by the icon for the icon. I don’t do anything here, nothing at all. Just survive this limbo of nothingness. Nobody coming to visit me, no destinations either for me. Why live ? Just watching these obscene social meats doing their daily squeeze of fake work. This isn’t a hell that I built. It just came up on its own. And it keeps asking me that, why live? This monster just comes back at me as an icon. Then endless yaad of kinmin, while rotting in this black arrogance of a icon, I remember meeting in kinmin.

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