Yotam Gingold
Plant a tree.
translated poetry:
The trickle of clowns was noiseless.
Their eyes and noses were painted but colorless.
A fog of sadness hung in the air.
The circus was cancelled, the joy of children was, too.
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I cameo'd (feb) in Phases Crossed
Dr. Lara Kassoff, the best psychologist
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Food Poisoning
I am a hostile takeover of your digestive tract.
I own a majority share of your portfolio.
I caused high volume trading,
and shut the market down early.
I vote my shares to keep you prepared,
anticipating your earning report.
