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His entire life
was the making of symmetry
he did not have other identity
nor a job
maybe he could not speak

his aim was to uproot
the world
and create another
symmetrical

as if the practices of the heart
are sighing from symmetry
or four eyes
are ever symmetrical
The defeat that we thought of
as not belonging to us
greater since it was
from its shadow
shorter since we were
from our sum
located us in the map

as this cloud
that dropping the counterweights
stood above us
and broke into two

— The End —