A Son-thetic | versione finale
poesia tradotta:
Syn-tetyk
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Tomasz Nowacki
A test-tube-man
Quite similar
Totally transparent
With no original sin
Smiling to real people
If looking through him
They see no soul of his
How can they find a soul
In themselves
Those made-of-clay?
Quite similar
Totally transparent
With no original sin
Smiling to real people
If looking through him
They see no soul of his
How can they find a soul
In themselves
Those made-of-clay?
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