Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
And now I am ready to keep running When the sun rises beyond the borderlands of death. I already see mountain ridges in the heavenly forest Where, beyond every essence, a new essence awaits.
When I die, I will see the lining of the world. The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
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