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A sweet sound is framing – as the liquor of an evening,
anxious hearts – a sundown of springs:
are watching me into deepness, overwhelmed as a pain –
infinite, with an eye in soul and with another in quietness...
`this night – without night, with white walls, of lime –
we are both climbing up, secretly, in the osuary`s time(...)

poem by from Emotions into Multiverse (25 July 2010), translated by Adrian ConstantinescuReport problemRelated quotes
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