I
am
a
blank
book
I
am
only
filled with the words
you pretend to see
but none of them are me
none of them are real
I
dont
Exsit
...anymore...
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I would like to translate this poem
i do exist nonexistently in void words in the pages of book never of mine, ingernious write by imagery, well penned,10++, thanks for sharing