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That negligible bit of sand which slides
Without a sound and settles in the hourglass,
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What chant has taken off this night
that interwaves
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By the wide anxiety of the dawn
revealed masts.
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They come back high to burn the tales.
They will fall with the leaves on the first wind.
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Magic moon, you are so consumed
that, breaking the silence,
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Star, my only star,
in the poverty of the night, alone,
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Like this stone of
San Michele
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Of these houses
nothing
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I am a poet, a unanimous
cry, am
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A whole night long
crouched close
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Cease murdering the dead.
If you hope not to perish, if you
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This mutilated tree gives
Me support, left in this pot-hole
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What regiment d'you belong to
brothers?
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