I never drank from anger,
I never had enough of bread,
but I was thirsty, and I was hungry
under the roofs of the low sky,
and I did not meekly, peacefully flow
over the black, memorial earth,
but I softly said a hymn to someone
in a deadly morning,
and I did not fall, I did not let,
sorrows creep ...
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