I am not going to touch
the meaning―
of nativity for unknown
guests.
A cameo appearance of some
god, does not take away the
most recent fears
of death.
The ghosts have their own
defences against scars,
bruises and unstitched
bones.
Give me a piece of unleashed
poem, my odyssey
has begun in
earnest.
Everyone has a face, but does one know, who he is? We enjoy ourselves throught the Time, but the answer - as as I believe - is beyond the Time. Perhaps each while we find another piece of Self. Philosophia points, that at last - it will be One. But we will miss the point many times, before it Comes.
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