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:15:01
Father!
:15:28
l dreamt about your death, Father
:15:33
You died a second time,
to save me

:15:36
This morning,
l feel strangely calm

:15:40
as if l'm living in your body
:15:45
in your silhouette
your walk, your gestures

:15:50
These bony fingers
this rough hand

:15:53
ls it yours or mine?
:15:57
l feel your muscles
flex in my arms

:16:04
This skin, it's yours
burnt, toughened

:16:08
defying the heat,
the cold, the years

:16:13
These veins, you called them
the paths of life

:16:17
Now, l understand

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