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Do Not Tell Me

Where were you born? In American, Africa? Do not tell me you were born there Do not tell me If you tell me you were born at the tail end of the universe a footballer you are You tell me at the mouth-end of the universe a seafarer you are or tell me in the middle of the universe tale-liar you are In this universe, my brother there is no place to stay Do you see it in the sky? waves of the sea, comets, plasma? where is it sure, if not in darkness of imaginations of self-interests precariously in balance against the unknown so known

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