The old beggar with the flute
His flute was a sigh. A liquid sigh.
He said: I tame the reeds.
I pour the voice of water in their throat.
One day we found him dead.
In his hand the flute played
The music of his silence.
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His flute was a sigh. A liquid sigh.
He said: I tame the reeds.
I pour the voice of water in their throat.
One day we found him dead.
In his hand the flute played
The music of his silence.
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