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Thursday, August 25, 2011

As the Moon Cannot Talk

Have you heard it yet?
The moon cannot talk!

Just as flowers bloom and wilt
Without ever saying a word;

Just as the wind foretells its
Affair with the ocean,

None knows the shore is her paramour.

Everything is just an impression,
As perception inadequately justifies

Existence

As the moon cannot talk.

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