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| Deep dreamless sleep |
By Vladislav Luchianov
Clocklike professor Kant destroyed pure reason.
His transcendental book is still in use
In academia. However, few have read it,
And even less have understood.
Arthur, a gloomy recluse of that noisy Frankfurt,
Said all is will and nothing to decide.
The life is pain, the art is kind of medicine,
The better path is nothingness and maybe he was right.
