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You Become A Stranger
Give me your lips
I have to drink the dark night.
It is the final assault
for tomorrow. The idea
becomes a journey.
I have to walk on water.
True dialogue starts
when stars are not with you.
I am standing on rooftop
scanning the sky.
Let me repeat the ascent,
the hill is younger than me.
It will settle the dispute,
man was taller than god.
You become a stranger
in your own drawn circle.
Life had the absurd walls
a wounded center.
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