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Chant of Exile of a Poet

I wanted to have refuge in Atlantis... what, atlantis does not exist...! I wanted to run away to the space...but the man turned it it in space junk... it will be necessary to die to find exile...? there is some place, locus where i may be in peace ? alive... Some landscape untouched, inhospitable...? desert island, jungle... backlands... anywhere it urges me, I need... a place for in exile to rest of this world... crazy world... SOS !...

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