Unlearned, I will not change
my invincible trust in me of microgravity,
Can there be recovery to think
again after the concussion given by a wall ?
Why do I think of a blind man, the moon was
behaving like Dante. I am still rubbing my hands.
O my grief, nobody dares to
drink the water of a burning sea.
The boy doesn\'t want to marry a
teacup in the shadow of a volcano.