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I kneel
Conjuring ancient thinkers
To ask a simple question: is death forever?
People who played their parts,
Figures of finest wisdom,
Begin seating themselves on the floor opposing to me.
The sound of a suspicious silence
Fills the room,
The consciousness of being both,
The living and the phantoms of this world,
Sends joint, mysterious and significant,
Explanations of the meaning of life.
The room is bright,
Serviceable candles are steady,
They’re lit by poets….
I can’t pretend not to feel what I feel,
My wings that grew between storms
Spread wide to carry me once more
Towards another day, towards another night.
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A very interesting poem full of questions without answers that we all ask our selves! Well done!
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Thank you!
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Oh wow ❤
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❤️
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Beautiful choice of words I must say… 🙂
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