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Vint mil llegües de viatge espacial / 2035,
sense rumb fixat / cent caixes buides amb mi,
dins la nau / mil tones a fora de merda
sideral / compreses no usades, iogurts
desnatats / fustes velles, perxes,
medicaments caducats / surt tu a buscar-ho
que a mi em fa pal / però tanca la porta, fa un
fred infernal
La porta s’obra i surto disparat / masell,
gamarús! no has passat la clau / el meu cos
flota pel buit espacial / la pell es congela, els
òrgans van cremant / comença el somni
etern, sóc part del decorat / formo part del
rebuig, el plàstic i el metall / surt tu a buscarme, que estic encarcarat / però tanca la porta,
fa un fred infernal
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SIDEREAL SHIT Twenty thousand leagues of
space travel / 2035, aimlessly / a hundred empty
boxes with me, inside the ship / a thousand tones of
sidereal shit outside / used sanny pads, nonfat
yogurts / old woods, hangers, expired
medications / go outside and take it, I don’t feel
like it / but shut the door, it’s freezing as hell
The door opens and I fly out / imbecile, twat! you
haven’t locked the door / my body floats through
the space cold / the skin freezes, the organs start
burning / the eternal dream begins, I’m part of the
scenery / I’m one with the trash, plastics and
metals / come outside and get me, cause I’m
paralized / but shut the door, it’s freezing as hell
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