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3.1.11 - 1. Poem 3.1.11
3.1.11
What
Well, it is a long list now
Of things never to be said
I can’t ever say them to myself
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How to be honest
With emotion
How to be foolish
With reason
It’s untied
Futility
Frivolity
Why the fool dances so
In tatters of wisdom
Coruscant corundums
See that tree
How old it must be
It must fall one day
Maybe in storm
And maybe in progress
And maybe from the burden of living
And maybe to make way
For what
Something else that grows
And becomes
And has to make way
Again and again
So, I love
To make way
For love
To become old
To fall in storm
To propagate
To cycle
But, see, where comes
Your face in all this
That I turn from
Now
The reason for eternal
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