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De uge

Poetry 30

De uge David Doyle

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And it was God who said that He would not destroy the world by waters, so man, composed mostly of water, took it upon himself.

The Greek gods worried on the flame passed down to man, the heat that melted Icarus and gave light for Odysseus to follow, but I tell you now, once and forever after, Life is in the water, but it is a life we cannot live.

This is why man was born with skin, something thick enough to keep the sea within us, but thin enough to capture drops of rain. This is why every death involves tears, and every cut brings blood: we are not doomed to the flood of Noah, but rather, we are born of it, set sail within our own.

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