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Four a.m. by Wislawa Szymborska

The hour between night and day. The hour between toss and turn. The hour of thirty-year-olds. The hour swept clean for rooster’s crowing. The hour when the earth takes back its warm embrace. The hour of cool drafts from extinguished … Continue reading

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