ANSWER – With the weight of words truncated, with the dark of the verse all the superfluous and the words compose, until you resound a nice music. But this world does not know harmony, so all I can do is quarrel and drink at will from the lazy river of the custom. So it is that the verse is born that will not be able to write down, or something that nods carefully though it is not more. Willingly to tell you, Denmark is a prison, but the bitterest prison is intimate. This silence.
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