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Old Osiris! I arrived at life’s
opposing wall.
And it seems to me that I’ve always
had this wall within reach.
I am the shade, the reverse: everything passes
beneath my steps of an eternal column.
I’ve brought nothing by the braids; everything
came easily to me, like an inheritance.
Sardanapalo. Thus, my mouth was
an electric button of sleep’s machinery.
Thus have I arrived at the opposing wall
and have always had this wall within reach.
Old Osiris! I forgive you! That nothing
managed to need me, nothing, nothing.
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