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Armando

SURRENDER

It was on the umpteenth day, the arrival
of the armies which hid, decimated.
First the combat gear, then the surrender.

The state of things,
the action never forgets
to catch itself in the act.

OVERGAVE

OVERGAVE

Het was de hoeveelste dag de komst

van de legers die zich gehavend verscholen.

Eerst de bepakking en dan de overgave.

De stand der dingen,

de handeling vergeet nooit

zichzelf te betrappen.
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SURRENDER

It was on the umpteenth day, the arrival
of the armies which hid, decimated.
First the combat gear, then the surrender.

The state of things,
the action never forgets
to catch itself in the act.

SURRENDER

It was on the umpteenth day, the arrival
of the armies which hid, decimated.
First the combat gear, then the surrender.

The state of things,
the action never forgets
to catch itself in the act.
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