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by ras_vinz
Created 5/3/09
A poet speaks. Behind his language the poet tries to capture his worlds. This worlds are the entities of his existence.
All that matters, is the being of the poet and the existence of his worlds. The poet exists as his worlds exist. The poet is his worlds.
The worlds will live on, between the words of the poet. Words that echo in the richness of an eternal
empty space.
(C) V.S. Scholze, 2008
