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Children’s Defence

The rooms were silent and young Elias, in his coffin,

           so much a stranger

for whom we couldn’t even cry. A vague, powerful

          threat

had spread on his pale, childish face.

Helen and I, with who I had gone to the funeral,

         (twelve years old children)

getting out of Elias’s house, which wasn’t his house

         anymore,

walked away to the nearby forest. There, from one

word to another, and from one silence to another,

without even understanding it, in the immense 

autumn loneliness, we found ourselves

naked on the ground.

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