Google Translate Poetry (Mechanical Change)

My veins were cancelled,

they are clear

disassembled in a gel city

with mechanical change.

 

Agitation inside

an envelope of star meat

Everyone stimulates my lungs,

every lung of mine is inhale.

 

Is it sound now?

 
Collapse the glass of my heart

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