N i memory is the bastion of lived experience and memory. Remain in the center of myself, in the center perpetual myself in the center of the center of myself, where nothing ever glimpsed. It is poetry which has declined this light and its path. ***
L you entirely Greeks conquered the permanence of being in words. Nest there since then and, from that point, when being learned to stand on meekness. ***
L a cantata 140, Bach, and the grave black all afternoon, Lully, Vivaldi and Orpheus traveled. Not beyond oneself is the wonder of the world is in bringing together the opposites; breathe slow my breathing world ; in man born and perceived harmony resonates, which builds and voids, which lavish and curtails the senses. There is no syntax in his words. Agglomeration conceived. Light, trace, loitering, living flame of love that fertilizes death. ***
E l desiring space that ambition comes from ourselves. ***
world l E unbind the principle that sustains it. The poet aspires to be linked to the blinding light if one turns away from her, which hinted at his left Dante Paradise, when the words were fallible positions of the spirit.
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