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RE: Screen-havened hell—redeemed (raw vox)
The publication as a whole leaves no room for comment, it is self-explanatory. This relationship of love and hatred with computer screens is evident both in the poem and in the audio version, in which a kind of hammered rhythm is felt.
I am speechless at such an outburst of honesty and inner nudity. The being frees itself from what chains it in such a crude, direct and yet beautiful way.
I take my hat off in the face of such courage.