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the painter draws minutely
the windowpane in the cardinal’s eyes sitting upright in an armchair. that spark of light near his eyeball is everything. a ray of sunlight falls on a closed door’s keyhole. a white butterfly trembles on the veiled hat of a widow. downtown the puppets turn slowly in a medieval tower clock. the death between them. a child laughs biting from his cotton candy Where can I find those things before the hour sinners shared the apple? At the kiosk they sell warm doughnuts rolled in vanilla sugar. on a frosty Christmas day even in the beggars’ pockets some chocolate coins melt. happiness waves high like a kite getting loose from its string. over the children’s heads over their songs with small flowers on the meadows and elephants in the spider web. there is always a red tomorrow in the calendar. like the clown’s nose There comes a time when the sun turns around the earth, then a time when everything is upside down.
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