The hawk of the red eyes
It was flying
Not long ago
And it was dusk
The red dusk of today
For day was waning
And
The sun had hidden
Herself
Beneath the perspective
Of the twilight and
The flowers' trembling
Haze of violet
For
The hawk of the red eyes
It was flying
Not long ago
And it was dusk
The red dusk of today
For day was waning
And
The sun had hidden
Herself
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