Here I sit, somewhere in the port of Spain,
debating our existence with someone I've never met.
Read this moment like a rubber-band,
let it resonate like the birth of a loved one,
please let your opinions be flexible.
You say you've found the world and that you understand
You have only found a dead man.
Understanding is only coming when you dispose of the
my words are limited: their meaning is not
our lives are limited: our existence is not
Be aware for your eyes have deceived you,
because everything you can see
is just a piece, a tiny piece, of a letter in an eternal
part of a word in a manuscript that never ends.
At this point I'm off on a search to better my tongue,
and for a better description of this state we're all in.
All we need and no more.
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