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Year of Creation: 2004 | Published: 2017-08-28 | Theme: identity

When I am plunge into the body
for the first time I always feel the resistance

I dreamed once that I am a man
that on a flat, metal head would ever grow hair
Oh, Hammer! Welcome!
I let you to hammer
perhaps in someone's hand?
And I don’t want believe at at
that not every time it was
just a misadventure

Recently, I bear patiently a wood
and a chromolithograph framed in it
- Some figure of luminous head
and red spots on the hands and feet

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