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A hunter of dreams
From another reality
Pulls ideas.
With nonstandard thoughts
In their instructiveness
He composes trophies.
You are not you.
And the prey is granted to you.
They shone on you — shine on others.
Let it see the worlds
And the rays from on high
The enchanted soul.
Yours and nearby.
This film is not for everyone.
Its viewing —
A filling of the empty.