*'In The Beginning Was The Word'
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but now the lake of words is dry
the eyes produce no rain
from clouds of thoughts
the pink flamingo
of my nose bows down
to reach my mouth
i do not keep the silence
i do not... but guess
the silence keeps me...
or may be not...
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