Silence
Silence. I want to speakSilence. I want to walk
Silence. I want to be hollow,
feel nothing, hurt nothing
I see my shadow on the wall
its fading, fading, fading
Im hollow
Silence
Silence. I want to speakIn 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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