PARADOX

 

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Chapter 1


Emotions made tender, but fair, fearing not the outside,

to what is felt inside, to play in eternity, to think in infinity,

be only that a paradox is, nothing else, nothing more, nothing

less, attempt to avoid despair and crying mood. As for you,

Bill, if the world is a stage, than the death penalty only applies

to the casting director. There is greatness outside poems,

romance too, sunburnt smiles and laughing memories.

Though for now, I shall write only about my death, fear, insecurity,

fault and flaws in written poetry. Not for comfort in. Just glittering

drops of silver stars, as for others to benefit from. It is worrying

only to be a paradox, living within immortality.

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