Poem
Metamorphosis, imaginary,Ecstasy,poetry.

  
 
The rain stopped
bouncing into a wall
imaginary.
The pillars of the temple
uphold
pain.
One hand lies stretched
and I nod
to come …
Out in the universe
and here she is, in all its greatness,
white and sparkling,
asking me
last breath.
Ecstasy beginning.
I felt nothing …

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