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Friday, 17 February 2012

...I have always wanted to be a frog, I have loved the pools and the leaves, thin as filaments, the green world of the watercress with the frogs, queens of the sky...

The serenade of the frog
rises in my dream and excites it,
rises like a climbing vine
to the balconies of my childhood...

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