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April hesitation, the smell of bread at dawn…..
A woman’s spell for men, writings….
Aeschylus, the first love, grass….
On a stone, mothers standing on a thread….
Flute, and the invaders’ fear of memories….
On this land there is what is worth living for:
The end of September, a lady leaves the forty….
In full apricot, the hour of the sun….
In prison, a cloud imitating a swarm From….
Creatures, the cheers of a people for whom…
They ascend to their death smiling…
And the fear of tyrants from songs…
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