A blindfolded man contemplates his life on a dark, quiet city ledge.
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A man is sitting on a ledge of a tall building, looking down at the city below. He is wearing a blindfold and there is a full moon in the sky. The city is dark and寂静. The man is alone and isolated. He seems to be lost in thought, contemplating his life and his place in the world.
In the Spirit of Pierre Cardin & Félix Vallotton: Contempt, contempt and contempt for the boredom, I shall poison the city and sink it with fire (With cheap simian melodies, hillbilly out-gush) For cordless and Harry and ape-pig and scissor, the messenger's wig seems fraught with desire (For illiterate ramblings, for cheap understanding) For blueberry picnics and pince-nez and magpies, the messenger's skirt, would you please hook it higher? (For mass understanding, the simple, the inverse) For children and adults, all those under 90, how truly disgusting, would you please put it down? (The compost, the reverse, the obtuse and stupid) A stray in this fray is no condom worth saving, as king, I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible (And business and business and cheap, stupid lyrics) A robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double cress inverse could make lying worth dying (And simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying)
