Clear Water
In a river of clear water,
Pure and sterile.
No thoughts, or desires,
Only passes.
Just exist over nothing,
Freedom of conceptions.
It takes only a body mass.
But where?
Nothing matters.
All resume in nothing.
Swimming on these waters,
No traces of the old humanity.
Will go nowhere,
Or; in the beginning of the life
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