The Day Becomes Longer | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) dzień wydłuża się
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Harry Haller
the day becomes longer
from the waist down, we grope
in the dark, a thin sickle in the sky
raises horns, hissing coldly:
soon frost will crack you
from the waist down, we grope
in the dark, a thin sickle in the sky
raises horns, hissing coldly:
soon frost will crack you
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