there's no significance in all these signs
we do not gather what we ought to know
not one of us can stay between the lines
we serve the terms or else we pay the fines
the motion of the planets seems too slow
there's no significance in all these signs
within no boundaries nor small confines
we find the place where rivers start to flow
not one of us can stay between the lines
the truest ore is not found in the mines
the stoutest pillar crumbles at a blow
there's no significance in all these signs
never elegant nor dressed to the nines
but still not capable to wield a hoe
not one of us can stay between the lines
the choices are not of spirits or wines
but of a vision that should truly glow
there's no significance in all these signs
not one of us can stay between the lines
10 October 2007
what can be known
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