I know that I exist because you imagine me.
I am tall because you believe I am tall,
and I am clean because you watch me
with your clean glance.
Your thought makes me intelligent,
......and in your tenderness,
I am simple and kind.
But if you forget me
I will be dead and nobody will know it.
They will see that my flesh lives
but that will be another man - dark, clumsy, bad-
the one that inhabits it.- Angel Gonzalez.
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