My lady can sleep
Upon a handkerchief
Or if it be Fall
Upon a fallen leaf.
I have seen the hunters
kneel before her hem
Even in her sleep
She turns away from them.
The only gift they offer
Is their abiding grief
I pull out my pockets
For a handkerchief or leaf.

from "The Spice-Box of Earth"


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Jorge Luis Borges
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dude you should find this meaning yourself

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jews r us
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