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SLEEP NOW

Sleep now, Child of the Desert!
You know tomorrow war will come.
The city streets live in wounds.
But listen to what the Old Hunter says,
Listen to his gentle whisper, his low voice:

"Death will come tenderly;
I will lay you quietly on the bed like a lover.
I'll look carefully into your eyes
Until I see their starlight off.
Sleep now, Child.
Tomorrow I will come."

The morning of the Wounds.

 

 

 

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The Beast
Blood At The Threshold
True Hunger
Prayer Before War
Pledge With The Sky
Dear Murderer

The End of The Travel
Sun Serpent
Hands
Shouting
Sleep Now
Death, My Lover

Although Broken And Locked Underground

The Second Life of The Warrior

Afghan Journals - Blog

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