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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