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Слушать(AI)I Have Become Very Hairy
I have become very hairy all over my body.
I'm afraid they'll start hunting me because of my fur.
My multicolored shirt has no meaning of love —it looks like an air photo of a railway station.
At night my body is open and awake under the blanket,like eyes under the blindfold of someone to be shot.
Restless I shall wander about;hungry for life I'll die.
Yet I wanted to be calm, like a mound with all its cities destroyed,and tranquil, like a full cemetery.
Yehuda Amichai
Yehuda Amichai (3 May 1924 – 22 September 2000) was an Israeli poet. Amichai is considered, both in Israel and internationally, as Israel's grea
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