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I met a roofless woman with grizzled hair
and of child fears voice and skin I woke up and stepped off from my nightmare caressed by my own old dream I begged her to relinquish from his life at least at one night without compunction and give it to me for being my wife as if she would live other one incarnation my love made her more beautiful than in my imagination as she would been come to life from an old story of mine from a stale abandoned book without pagination to sing once in my life my first and my last lullaby embraced like two birds come back from nothingness prisoners of a returning just for a night undressed of wings unwillingly our shriek filled up the emptiness the time woke up burnt sand like ashes was took by winds
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