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City That Does Not Sleep

eyes of cows.

another day

cterflies rise from the dead

and still ry of gray sponges and silent boats

congue.

careful! be careful! be careful!

till orm,

and t boy wion

of the bridge,

or t dead man who possesses now only his head and a shoe,

carry to the snakes

are ing,

ing,

wing,

and tands on end blue shudder.

nobody is sleeping in the sky. nobody, nobody.

nobody is sleeping.

if someone does close his eyes,

a whip, boys, a whip!

let there be a landscape of open eyes

and bitter wounds on fire.

no one is sleeping in this world. no one, no one.

i before.

no one is sleeping.

but if someone grooo mucemples during the

night,

open tage trapdoors so

ts, and ters.

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