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Memories,
eyes on the visage of the shadow
the live
coals consumed in the fireplace
in the
window, a flame touches the taste
of
life, the voice of the sea, the vague shadow
the
mild waters of the dawn and look!
the
time has come and other forces
rebel
under our footsteps.
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