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Autopsychography by Fernando Pessoa

The poet is a faker
Who's so good at his act
He even fakes the pain
Of pain he feels in fact.

And those who read his words
Will feel in his writing
Neither of the pains he has
But just the one they're missing.

And so around its track
This thing called the heart winds,
A little clockwork train
To entertain our minds.

© Translation: 2006, Richard Zenith
From: A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe:
Selected Poems

Publisher: Penguin, New York, 2006
ISBN: 0-14-303955-5

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What a fantastic title! I will look him up.

Faking it!lol

As if...

Tai is actually smiling at you x