We’re lost in our own thoughts, we’re searching for hidden meanings, we’re trying to get out of the huhnbsp; apathy, and huhnbsp; we’re finding new incentives to live. In empty we invent a new form, and because void is form.
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The slices of words move in a measured way in the the string of voids, replacing them with the have dropped and have lost meaning while acquiring a new one. A track that repeats and a little bit changes. All of this creates an empty space that loses and invents amorphous form. RICAI — Street My words sound in empty — Andrei Lysics
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