#Poesía
#Literatura
for Yu Luoke
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Perhaps the final hour is come
I have left no testament
Only a pen, for my mother
I am no hero
in an age without heroes
I just want to be a man
The still horizon
Divides the ranks of the living and the dead
I can only choose the sky
I will not kneel on the ground
Allowing the executioners to look tall
The better to obstruct the wind of freedom
From star-like bullet holes shall flow
A blood-red dawn
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