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if you are my friend you would always believe in what I say
we would bite from the same orange even if we know that stones disappear and rivers remain even if I read Heidegger and Kierkegaard and I dislike Confucius or Laozi even if I value Hugo and Dostoyevsky and I am still outraged by Picasso even if I cry without a word very softly and I want sometimes to play another Nine Men’s Morris with beans or lentils until night falls upon us and you will believe me again when I’ll tell you about the black forest grown from too high dreams and about the catacombs built by warrior ants right now we stay together face to face at the round table somewhere at Stonehenge measuring the time necessary for light to run back and forth between me and you we both smile the same however much it hurts because tears would divide us forever like the sword separating Tristan and Isolde same as all the others divided because they never betrayed not even for the sake of their love
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