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Latvian poetry
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small is my land
the width of two hands
sweet is my land
the warmth of two hands
profound is my land
the depth of a life
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I will think of you very carefully
I will think of you very unhurriedly
I will think when awake when asleep
I will think of you very softly
of you I will think of you
for I am left with nothing but that
(Knuts ( Read more... )