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February 2
Three men walk at night
from the roadside to the middle of the road

From three points of space
to three slices of time

Black river white snowy field
there is nothing in winter

How can there be nothing in winter
lamplight shines on birdshit there is nothing in lamplight

A man goes downstairs opens the door
a man wakes too early

Birds fly from East Berlin to West Berlin

Three men walk just like crows

One day from Dongdan to Dongsi
One day from the first floor to the second floor

Lamplight shines on the river
in the cellphone there is nothing at all

2010, Bern