As for this singular problem.
Whom is it to whom, within hands reach.
Am I awake, I do dream?
Thinking in multiples.
The level of a very complex being.
Which if I must, I beg you to think.
Is it not possible to solve them?
Differences,
the same levels, whom made them?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem