Unageing Games
Mazgani
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Grey upon grey these birds remind us lost young men
In temples of sand in sweet afternoons when the sea is glad
And strenght in every corner stands
They played unageing games
Our eyes will never be the same again
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Crazed mothers with purple fists
Cry warm flowers
Wondering what stone is this
Great dream of endless hours