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Modern Poetry: The Code of the Mind

Modern Poetry: The Code of the Mind

In the prints of our footprints

They all hide each other's psychic codes

Even if you go to the end of the world

Foot sounds in auditory hallucinations

It can also be gently tapped open

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The light of the heart will shine forever

Warm our lonely years

Even wrinkles crawl all over the cheeks

Even if the two sideburns have white hair

Even if we never see each other

Our hearts

And always answer in the air