(To Yannis)
I love the people
Not only you
But all of those
Those, who are all wondering
if they dreamt a butterfly
I love all of you
Not because of the butterfly
But because of your wonder
your great doubt:
was it me dreaming the butterfly?
Or is it me dreamt by the butterfly?
And that's why all of us are alive
Because of our doubt
And our painful love
to become a butterfly
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