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INVOLUNTARY EXILE
It is night, it can be anythingnight, today, or tomorrow,and you will not emergefrom...
it is the seaa disfigurement of a shadowand the vowel grasped by the rock
it is the torrential rainto...
A poem for everybody
God stays on the internet watching the human insomniaas the subworlds in the computer...