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Another journey by train,
The businessman trips To some far away landscape, Hit by thunder, under rain, Some irresistible force whips The machine on timeless waves. The businessman is left alone in a hostile environment into a humid jungle, among savage men, without a trace - "What are these devices about? Here only remains me, flesh and bone trying to survive the very moment - Do I run away, do I join the savage men?" It is a craze. "Am I trapped inside somebody´s mouth?" Savage men come, attacking him, The ground opens wide and swallows him, Then he´s waking up again, Muddy, with an axe in his hand… In the train… Would you relax and understand? Written on December the 18th, 1991, in Panama City, Panama.
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