Between nothingness and poetry, man hides,
On the tightrope of life, he weaves his lofty path,
Nothingness and poetry, they meet in the depths of the human soul,
In a dance of destiny, unfolding in the world.
Poetry is light in the face of the abyss,
A guiding star on the unknown road,
In the haze of oblivion, on the floating...
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