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The Stranger


tell me,
enigmatical man,
whom do you love best,
your father,
your mother,
your sister,or
your brother?
I have neither father,nor
mother, nor sister,
nor brother.

your friends?
now you use a word whose
meaning i have never know.
beauty?
I could indeed
love her, were she a Godess and Immortal.

Gold?
I hate it as you
hate God

Then what do you love,
extraordinary stranger?
i love the clouds,,,,the clouds that pass,,,
up there..up there...the wonderful clouds!