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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-10-26 | | let a tractor run me over with its back wheel let it scatter my skeleton all over the plain let the bird map fly a hand or a leg a landmark or a wind vane signs on the roof announcing when and where meteor-gods are going to fall let the world learn how to cry or to laugh he lost his way wandering through the stars I would have a child take him by the hand while he still could do it but run over by a tractor that had to be discarded wherever he came from he was taken for a lunatic it had gone to his head that he could talk to the gods so let him stay there stuck into the ground a landmark or a scarecrow! Translated by Petru Iamandi
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