Poem.
If not impossible
would not be extraordinary beyond all limits.
Voltage endless
Passion at its height, inexhaustible.
If not impossible
cease-fire to burn.
The flame remains rather high,
and the horizon always there motionless.
If not impossible
would have a beginning and then certain death.
Remains outstanding, circling,
to last forever beyond time
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