After the speed of soul
Not a body
But a spirit perspires
And I pass over the highest roof
Shadow-like
As if a soul passes into another soul
And when you look at me
You put me on a higher tower
To hold the sound inside...
And when you pass this stage
Only silence remains.....
O Lord! What a tragedy...
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