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Faceless (written by AI)

Lost my face again?
No, no, it’s just, my tears, they … they don’t stop
They just keep coming, coming, coming.
It’s so good to just cry
It’s so good to cry it all out Well, I lost my face, too.
There were so many injuries.
I’ve got a hernia.
There’s a hole in my heart.
Sometimes I want to kill myself. But life goes on and we keep singing and laughing.

Claus (c-7)

Technology expert, community builder, coffee addict red wine and food lover, traveller, photography enthusiast and a lot more. Recently experimenting AR/VR model and image generation and AI generated text and poems.