Today I went to visit tomorrow.
To undertand one life you have to swallow the world.
Most of what matters in your life takes place in your absence.
She was not one to be trapped in anyone's little black box.
Proving, once again, there was no escape from recurrence.
[...] who had lost interest in doings of everyone but strangers
you be respectable, sister, me, I'll be alive.
and then gave me back my name...
Every "I" contains a multitude.
A thing of mirrors and smoke: insubstancial.
When an explosion blew him into the history books.
But he was a child of ears and silence
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