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Untitled
Lino Etching
20.5 x 20.5cm |
The
Seventh Elegy
The
world is nowhere my love, if not within.
Our
life passes in transformation. The
external world
is
forever dwindling to nothing.
Where once
there
stood a solid and lasting house,
now
a dreamt-up construct straddles our path
and
seems to belong entirely to the realm
of
conception as if it still stood in the brain.
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