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At evening, through windows, a violet coppery cloud
On routes, the same hour, crouches an ironly rope And coincidences on a singular gamut and loud Today I fear again ... and I believe, and I hope... A seasonless day and military order And at the neighbours one hears small diner arrangements But the products have begun to disappear – And many have left, and the night descends Everybody say that it did them good Or that a genius will be born – And the study grows in silent mood ... A silent being, amongst us, knows unknown
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