CURRICULUM VITAE(Epekeina tes ousias: "beyond the being" Plato))
It's my thirst which concedes that there is water...
Irrigated, my soul awakes forth:
I'm surviving my nigts,for I taper
this body worth...
I exceed all my fates.I should figth her
wasted battles, anxious to allot
penitences of Eva & wagger
fleengs of Loth...
Who I am? Could she know? Yet I master
her thougts - trespassing my bounds - remote...
May I be her breath, confined by - rather -
things she sais me not..?
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