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Who needs the progress of the man?
Who needs man’s hustle and bustle?
Who needs his music, his literature
if the dogs these sly animals can’t use them?
Man has inherited a piece of lava of volcano
that hasn’t yet gone out entirely ‒ everything
is fury, panting, farting, wicked hysteria ‒
the cows swell with laughter when they see
them and give them milk for pity’s sake.
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