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A man , practicing

A scientist, knowing to manipulate nature

Posseses the power

No man should wield

A work no man was born for

Its his heartbeat

Its his vessel

In his home

In his temple

Wood and metal

A cold and fashioned table

Unstoppable are his thoughts

The human renaissance

To soften the wounds

The precious Elise

Of all The flower to bloom these spring

she is the one he´ll never see.