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I crave for a newborn eye to proofread the coming winter:
simple possibility of seeing the star. Unable to foretell the unseen, I trust the unworthy. Prophecies of the emptiness arouse. Fast forward to the staggered shouts of the children carried downstream! I cannot be patient! Unleashed November sweeping saddened flesh and bones: somebody else tracing my wounded nights, another woman’s silvered tongue whispering the good night lullaby, another lover’s hands caressing... Don’t count on these fading stars - blameless wrecks of the universe! We never stop. Feeble is the blood dripping on the bathroom’s floor. I ask for a tender denial. Show me the white hyacinth! Blindness all over. Just a slant of untamed beauty clasping decay. Nameless, unsung light reaching the fearful: I’m celebrating the visible rags, unconcealed witness of the homeless. Give me a lion skin to wrap my waist and a heavenly shield to endure! Winged silence; I trail the unharmed voice of Hamada. I will follow.
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