I suddenly see that the morning has opened wide
the window and shouts its light to the world.
There is no listening man or tree.
All the darkness is still inside the heart of the earth
and the breath in the chest as deep as sleep.
The slow steps of the day crawl on the sidewalk.
The men set off to forget
that they are walking alone towards the ambush of the night.
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In a Love World 