“air raids night after night”
clear stars
in the cold night
after the planes roar
Hideno Ishibashi
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Beyond you
By some good distance
Distant from you
By some good fortune
We only go
Where the given takes us
We only take
The gifts of good which forsake us
Beyond, and also before
By any kind of measure
Before? Don’t even go there
Happy for love, which toils with leisure