I'm not my car

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    I'm not my car

    I'm not car, or the suite I wear.
    I'm not my house, nor my underwear.
    But believe me you
    These things that I do
    Reflect who I wish I could be.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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