Goodbye soldier, farewell sword


Horses no longer want to ride you
nor to spur your flame
Goodbye… never again…
from your blood, bird calls

Goodbye soldier, farewell sword!

A beaten, sputaneous apparition, my old robber
devoured with time, I’ve devoured time,
Deeper, every minute
I’m looking at the height of the earth
and her circular endless

 

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