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Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 2/3/2019 Don't say - such a world, crazy world, Don't say - you'll only waste your tears, don't cry, Be happy, while there are reasons for joy, Enjoy every day that's giving you: The moon, the clouds, rain, reasons for anger, Spin, spin, spin - in the eye of your own axis. We're going into the Beyond, we're going away from you Into an Unknown Area - inert Not counting our steps - we permeate into the systems Of bright matter - transparent shadows. We make the thread from the stellar yarn And we follow it sleepily along the switchbacks of unknown galaxies, Feeling distant - like some weirdo, Or postal pigeons in arrival; Space-time's shared antiquity. Wieslaw Musialowski 1/11/2019

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