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You will remember― 
what I would not― the 
inner darkness of noon. 

A bright sun goes 
blind for a caged bird. To 
dream or not to dream in 
the path of unknown. 

Any celestial movement― 
will bring the halcyon days? 
One day the man will change? 

This culture, your 
ethos were making the 
sense datum extinct― a fossil. 

Far from the meanings 
the body language flies 
in wings of wax. 

Again an era ends, 
the very blood of stones.