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a mouth that thirsts
not for water
a heart that is hungry
not for love
a stomach that does not
murmur for food
a soul that thirsts
not for any heaven
a solitude that
stays not in peace
a confusion that
is not confused anymore
a paradox made clear
a conviction that
fades
this war in peace
this stability that scatters
itself
this mind that has
become
an eternal prison
this escape that
wants to
run forever and
still hoping
to find the
unfounded shelter
this longing that
remains without a name
this name discarded
this oblivion
that settles for
a boundary
this and this
who knows
what man is?
or what god
was?
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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