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Mar. 20th, 2003 01:24 pm Watch
One whole night
thrust down beside
a slaughtered comrade
his snarling
mouth
turned to the full moon
the bloating
of his hands
entering
my silence
I have written
letters full of love
Never have I held
so
fast to life.
~ G. Ungaretti
One whole night
thrust down beside
a slaughtered comrade
his snarling
mouth
turned to the full moon
the bloating
of his hands
entering
my silence
I have written
letters full of love
Never have I held
so
fast to life.
~ G. Ungaretti