Mi name is Exétafus.
I am the wanderer on the Soul's roads.
I am the book you haven't opened; I am every book you've ever read.
I am the space between the darkness and the light.
Though I am as old as time itself, I shall witness mi own birth tomorrow.
I am the silence of the whisper, the roar of the gale.
I am the crack in the egg. I'm what your friend said that you didn't hear.
I'm the one who gave you bunny-ears in that photo on our 6th-grade field-trip.
The turtle you stepped on while swimming in the pond at summer-camp; that to, was me.
I fear you. I exist because you believe in me. I am the forever-kept secret.
I wear different colors. I evade the shadows. Mi eyes are green.
I have many friends. No one knows mi true nature. I am what beauty dreams of.
I do not lie.
I am eternal. I am the smoke from the flame.
I am the period at the end of this sentence.
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Mi name is Exétafus. I am the words beneath your breath. I am the rocks in the sky. I am the crack in the egg of time. I am the place-unknown; the forever-kept secret. You know me: I am your best friends fondest thoughts of you. I am the mud in the veins of Mother Earth. I am the richness in chocolate. I am come as time. ~fin~ |