Dictio Pii
2001
We are the perfume of corridors
Unfamiliarised with isolated activity
Traitors of privacy.
We are Utopian craftsmen
Scope heeled diplomats, pretty beggars
Not the product of poverty
We don't take from anyone.
We are pillared by mild sadness and polymorphic history
Eternally skeptical,
But We Believe.
We...
