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I Go Outside Me
Supernova of love.
The black light. Was it a biographical
trauma to pay the respect way too far?
Beyond the truth, was
I there? I need not hunt the
gods to show me the human tragedy.
Is it the necessity to
follow the eternal faults? Wouldn't
become a subject to understand life.
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