Miklos Arany

It is finally the desire of the dog Nero …

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I imagine you as mine, a stiff-limbed, loose-jointed …

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walking out into the twilit garden …

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And it comes again …

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He shows me through the drawers and shelves …

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Another street scene, another walk at midnight …

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