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Jane Goodall, the metallic tissue on the nape of your neckIs glaring at my past lives...
Don't judge them,
Show them your monkey love
Like you do to your past lives
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Jane Goodall, the metallic tissue on the nape of your neckIn 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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