Apr 2016
If I exist here,
I am the word indeed,
As the word is I.
But the letters
Are only words
For those
Who can read,
And they do not mean anything
In this vast space
Of random thoughts
Of existence.
I am the word indeed,
As the word is I.
But the letters
Are only words
For those
Who can read,
And they do not mean anything
In this vast space
Of random thoughts
Of existence.
[I wrote this poem for the following world of text: http://www.yourworldoftext.com/~EllaSaysHiya/. Rough coordinates: x:1 y:-3]
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Ich bin das Wort ist ich
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