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David Shimoni

1910

I walked solitary on my way
And reveled alone in my holiday,
Drunken from the wine of my illusions,
From the luster of my delusions;
I created blinding suns
From every shining dew drop,
I fashioned brilliant worlds
   From outlines, from every swaying cloud.
I found under each and every rock
Secret tunnels of crystals,
I spoke with all the…
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