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Black is the ground,
Black are our souls, And black is the Chaos too. These three Like a triangle of death or of life Made it what is called Universe. Perhaps every particle of Earth is Univers; An Univers with never before seen density, unheard, To which we never thought before. Perhaps we are already in the earth, In the ground of another rarefied world And, therefore, Living in the black, We borrowed a little, the primordial color Our souls.
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