I construe what is apix of man's glory
As love for fate
The fact that makind do pine for nothing of alteration
Neither past
Nor future
Nor adherence to the eternity and perpetuity
The eternal return of what had had been everlasting in the past and the future
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
..And we are floating in the middle reading this work and suddenly it just ended make me feel like write more write more...hahahaha.. there is something there but maybe neither past or future..it just ended now lol