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Le Monde des Images, de René Magritte
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by Leont Etiel
The
afternoon crawls slowly
It’s
just Sunday
Shadows at twilight
Flying memories
The afternoon crawls slowly
The night is coming
Hidden words
Within ourselves
Is tomorrow coming?
Surrealist doubt
We don’t see the future
We just imagine and live it now
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