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A gram of man for eternity
I wrap myself in the blanket of my nothingness
Falling asleep with the thought of immortality,
I am a nobody walking through the Universe,
With my quiver of tears and poems.
From the door of my dead galaxy
I send the world a pile of notebooks,
In them, I wrote all my thoughts
To be read by future generations.
A gram of man for eternity,
A small book in the world of books,
I will leave it for all mankind
For in it are all my human dreams.
Copyright ©
Vasile Serban
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