True lies are FALSE!
Is this life
But close to the heart.
It will touch, it will feed, it will root;
You will feel its truth.
In this divided race to
Poetry, take me
Life, take me
Lover, kill me
Remains to be seen.
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Don’t look up to me for a flash
On your knees through what thunder?
What looks like / What is;
This is occupation enough for this life.
Forget society / When there’s Universe.