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     Balls of gas that twinkle eyes
    Capturing thoughts to which arise
    Morose dreams and an elated heart
    Neer do see the world apart
    Ascending to the heavens above
    Memories flicker as flames' gloves
    Keeping warmth inside chilled hands
    Erecting the soul into an ancient stand
    Death to life we think and thought
    Our memories of time distraught

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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