4 июн. 2021 г., 12:23

Last Levitation XVI.VIII.2016 

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Above the ground,
In endless empty corridor
Without sound
I skim above the coldest floor.
In grey light from the casement
My shadow follow me below;
Between the worlds a little rent
Is last asylum for the soul.
And I behold, below my longer shade
Remain my body - a motionless empty shell;
The gloomy sundown slowly fade
In cruel, unrelenting spell. ...

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