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■ I know what you're thinking, father
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¤ Don’t make me a sculpted face! ¤
…that was the request And then we trembled While Guessing With each breathing Questions without answers Answers Resounding with no questions Face to face with the name of the cloth From where the time was watching us With serenity From time to time a tiny creature Left her honey to the pages We unhidden the dance of the sun On the paper Temples rose dew drops Nostrils breathed heights Hearing reverberated deep The lyre of the angels Reminding Forgotten words On the beginning scores Drowning slow the little room In the accords of the greatest symphony
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