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DON KICHOT

March 22, 2013

I cut off head windmill at last
I drew with him the ton of flour
It does not roll already and it does not sweep
Widow – white cloud quick condolence
And now alone I stood up on hill
Waving the wings of shoulders
Travellers have their rights
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From → Art, Poetry, Poland

2 Comments
  1. hk27 permalink

    wojna z wiatrakami (przemocą gospodarcza) jest jak najbardziej aktualna.
    to znaki czasu Cervantesa

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