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2023-03-27 02:34:01 People’s eyes fell asleep, oh, so what is in my heart to put it to sleep? Open / Comment

2023-03-27 02:22:01 That apple that Adam ate, how expensive was it that we're still in debt? Open / Comment

2023-03-27 01:35:06 The hands that shook us patted us, opened a door for us, waved from afar, shook the air in our faces, flailed aimlessly, forewarned, threatened, whether they touched dust or dust, all spilled on either side, as a bird descended from a great mist, snatched something mysterious and flew. Open / Comment

2023-03-27 01:24:01 We will not know how much we fell asleep there under the shadows of our eyelashes, and how much we spent time in books circulated by many collectors, but we returned lighter than we were and did not find those we left on the towers repelling winds from seven sides. Open / Comment

2023-03-27 01:24:01 He throws a piece and walks, the step of the heavy load hinders his movement, hinders his arrival, he throws pieces from his shoulder, pieces from his body, from his heart, from his eyes, from his head, from his memory, and he walks whenever he throws a piece, he takes a step, and when he becomes completely empty, he arrives! Open / Comment

2023-03-27 01:23:01 If misery must be done, let it be done by you. If misery must be avoided, then there is nothing more beautiful than your mediation. Open / Comment

2023-03-27 01:11:01 It is as if I stumbled upon this city by chance, and I became entrusted with its destruction.

It is as if they saw me pulling handkerchiefs from my soul to wipe away its soot, and spinning from a wasted life a loincloth for its exposed grief.

As if I take care of all those who are angry with them, the dagger with which the first father was killed is in my waist, the whale that swallowed my brother is stuck in the house basin, the wolf that tore a shirt sewn by a blind mother is there, played by the wind on the rope outside, and the stones that slashed the head of the imam I hide behind my back.

But in reality I am only an empty-handed watchman guarding my sorrows, the sorrows of the city and the thieves there, frolicking in distant paradises. Open / Comment

2023-03-27 00:34:01 My right eye kept smiling at my father and my left eye smiled at my mother. I could not say to them: I have two houses, two rooms and two beds, but my soul sleeps in the aether. Open / Comment

2023-03-27 00:30:50 Night is it again, and the city and the passers-by drink it into the deep, like a mournful song, and bloom like oleander flowers, road lamps like Medusa's eyes, harden every heart with grudge. Open / Comment

2023-03-27 00:24:24 One day he had the heart of an eagle, and on his shoulders were the wings of a butterfly, but he was not able to fly, and he did not care about the ends.

Even if he has the wings of an eagle and the heart of a butterfly in his depths, he is no longer burdened by flight and does not dream of the far. Open / Comment