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if you can go back
you can see yourself in need of land and seed
and you find yourself coloured by the wind
and sand, the tortured cliff.

You share the thought of being a man
through the hand of labor which grows bigger
like a stone.

And the mind goes to the place of birth far ahead.
Prepare for that. You are now in danger.

2 σχόλια:

Ritva είπε...

that sky!
that blue!

Finn είπε...

I am always after it :)