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Wednesday, August 24, 2011
the only ray
Hanging on the rod
Fishing incessantly ...
You are on your own
Thinking and remembering;
All to you are new,
(News are not your way).
Fishing with the rod
That’s the only ray
Of your Earth existence
Which becomes the
Dream in the oath of eve.
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