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The Sandal in the Dust |
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And in the nuptial ascendency
of the cosmos
there existed everything;
each corpse buried in its pinprick
came out of its dried piggybank
to the quiet castle of the chasms:
matter
was chaos,
the organized evolution of the universe.
In the plasma of space
the wing of life awakened,
as if it were in the middle of the ocean.
And with it
distance divided itself,
in order not to give room
to the emptiness. |
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