Humousexual ? picking nettles in the cruising ground

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what a bright, clear and sunny day
with nothing but fun to have
on this beautiful occasion
on this warm spring day
we say, let's walk up the road to pick
pick some food up
not down the road where we usually go
in the metropolis we love so much
no bosses, no gods, no masters
only adventures to be had
shaved head, topless men
re-signifying the place of the dead
i'm not feeling radical today
public space can we use it, not reclaim it?
no bosses, no gods, no masters
just adventures, gloves and stingy plants
will we just read the gravestones and appreciate the codes?
but, actually, are you hungry now?
let's go home and make that nettle soup now!

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