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You Hear

You hear, the wind is foreign and autumnal
A guest is marching towards a house that turned pale
If you're facing the window, or sewing, or weaving,
Turn off the light and lie down.
 
You fall asleep, and I will enter and have a seat.
I will sit on the floor
To look at you.
Silent and strange in your peaceful room
I wait for you like your footwear.
 
Then you will wake up with an enemy glow,
For in your sleep my God has passed
Then you will awaken,
And two bad dreams
Will slowly come nearer,
Hold you in their hand
And lead you to me.
 


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