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The Night When Spring Comes


I look into the sky,changeable and immutable, like the Spirit himself.Eternal castles shine high in the airover my soul’s frozen pondwhere clouds were shivering in summer,and on Christmas townspeople skated so merrily.But now its thawing ice is unsafe, deserted.A sole bird screams on the shore announcingthe night when spring comes.The boy who became a manand […]