THE TWILIGHT
i so much long for sitting with the poet by side, when he'll be showing to me the solitary death he discovers in living past, and i'll ask him to look for mine. but in the next very line, i dont agree to him, people have been talking so successfully, what depths they've found i n each others hearts! its this eternal silence which has made us forebringers of so many words like jewel pieces of nails and needles. there are bridges. its in this silence one can discover how potent a creator a poet is. this how the twilight moves towards a sun.
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