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The coastline
Where you and I
Were lifted from earth’s heaviness
And tossed back to ourselves
Now lies
Torn apart
Shrieking gulls
Are no substitute
For the crashing waves
That poured out
Over the depths
At the hour our sane
Sacred world broke in two
Happiness demands payment |
| By Tuvan poet Galsan Tschinag, from You Will Always Be Untamable (Nimmer werde ich Dich zähmen können,Waldgut Verlag, Frauenfeld, Switzerland, 1996), translated by Richard Hacken. Used with permission of the translator. |
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