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as we dream like this and the stars still hang on windows

at the bottom of silence the world turns

to the beginning of beginnings - the elder said

to the rebirth of Venus - just like that

to finding home for anybody lost

to finding light for anybody craving

to finding peace for anybody broken

to this life which began from the end

like a drop from the gutter

and a destiny that fits in the frame

this is it!

a cat may tell you more than a Plato

again and again until there is silence


Castlerock 2020

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