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HE SAW HER ONLY ONCE
He saw her only once. But from that moment he was surprised, and sang a song but do not know to whom, and intoned a chorus but no one followed him. He dared to worship her like that for a whole year, present to the future, as now knew where unsuspecting heavily it back, the Virgin Mary to Eva. Then he wrote. He was a man, and then he was scared. He read his letter in the light of a fire, in which then threw it. And he read his answer in the light of a snow that never melts.
(Vladimír Holan)
