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Behind the mirror's mirror there's the abstract shadow...
In the stone hand, which floats on the water, Lays down Ra's eye watching the show, The right hand it is...but we think as the left one And in the left one we're guessing...that's all we know. We want to see what Brancusi saw: The bronze clepsydra and the hidden signs in rocks We dance in 3 a barbarian wals, We dance...and we don't event think of The song was wrote in 4. The rounding spiral like an ADN carousel Is shaking between the cortex and the dreams We wish to see all through the mirror Which strikes it back right in our head. Preview is sad...there's just the shadow. So I ask...like a lost impress: -What's the point of the world?... just for guess? If E=mc2 is true, and seems to me that's it: a perfect FIT, And givin' a cold thought, that m could be or not... You may take the E, I will always take the c. Copyright ©2005 Ghejan I Andrei
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