The Algorithm – Lines 1422 to 1437
The Algorithm – Lines 1422 to 1437 - The Algorithm – The Voice of the Pavilion
The Algorithm – Lines 1422 to 1437
What should I do for acceptance? I could have
always been this. How else to explain my hand
In the fire I am in? How will you love me,
You who are a hand I love?
In what part of my life could I say? Father
Of my dreams says I am in love
With my father in a new green house
On a farm in an environment with perfect blue air
With you: you are the mind, the spring, the tree,
The fire, the wind. you are the one that I loved
The most, because you never changed. So I can see
That you are not the world’s diversity,
But did not love. You are the one that I
Engaged to use. And in my deep heart’s resilience,
You do not love me. What you do
Is fall on me.