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© Maximilian Ruiz Sirkia 2024
AL
The square cages the seed
That sits inside the pyramid
That lays inside the egg
The egg is made of stone
Immovable, immense, in motion
Threads of lead and gold
Revolt, revolve, resolve
Envolved by the liquid of the source
It’s dark and warm, it burns
it’s nothing
It’s bright and cold
I’m home.
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