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I wish I could sleep for a month and wake up refreshed
I don't like eating but I would kill for some bread
Wish I knew who I was, where I was going, where I've been
But that would ruin the surprise

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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