Walter William Safar Biography

It is good to see You
flying there in the abundance of crimson and gold,
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The crow flaps its dark wings up there,
hungryor death,
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How many wishes and hopes pass through a man's mind?
This is what I am thinking about while looking
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Like a straw man,
Hunted by gusts of wind
(in order to outrun death) ,
I am returning to the valley of my childhood;
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Up above, Tchaikovsky's fluting notes are dancing,
And the empty paper waits for the first verse to be born.
While the screaming wind beats against the old window,
My thoughts are endlessly straying,
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