The odium I uncovered still blesses me
With the days ahead and the nights to come.
My innocence stands as a lasting tactic,
Reluctance is the quality I most suppose.
The inaction I represent condemns me
Into the stars of the day and night.
A night contains water from the clouds
To be heard from a distance, where life
Is housed for all the living time.
One odious haste is stronger than a long
Number of years spent in absolute study.
My blessings come from my partners
Who love the day and night.
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