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May 2018
A Sign

In the dark
there sits a Boy
and before him, the world.

“What to do
With all this time?”
He wonders to himself.

In a shadow
there sits a man
and before him, the world.

“oh, dear father
give me a sign!”
He pleads with the sky.

Beneath the branches
Of an apple tree.
A grave without a stone.

And before it
The whole wide world.
Upon the horizon, a star.
j
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j  18/M/A Dying Time
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