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CherubYou too, who suffers everyones criticisms, you too are summoned to your place amongst the cherubs - with lion feet, with wings of sunlight with a venerable human head: animal-angel. The cry out to you: "Impure, impure!" Because they were never striken with purity. Flame, collect your sparks from all corners, the furnace awaits, and the hammer which forges you to lightening shall show you the brisk purity of lightening and your name among the cherubs. Translated into English by Jenny Nunn in "To a friend". Swedish original Copyright © 1997: Translation from Swedish into English: Jenny Nunn Published with the permission of: Jenny Nunn, translation. May and Hans Mehlin, Layout. |
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