A list of nearly 200 souls.
Yet comunication is as dormant as ever.
Do I even know those souls?
Or are they mere substence, from which
knowledge cannot be exchanged,
communication cannot be activated, and
love cannot be sparked?
O please tell me then, the purpose of that list,
which is of no use to the human soul?
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