Koan. Unicorn
into the depth of ages
through the years of troubles and inclemency
of ghostly fetters
pale knight in the purple armour
made of steel of stymphalian bird
by the autumn shadow of sunset
travels to the east
to where leads me my road
icy wind blows
I leaded by the Unicorn
horn to the silver country
over the horizon of ancient sunset
running my dreams
and reflections will save
traits of ancient sunset
wonderful dream, closed eyelids
and damp jail
backwards running time-rivers
thousands of roads
milky way and star deer
branches of horns
at starry night shadows are seen
of starry shores
to where leads me my road
icy wind blows
I leaded by the Unicorn
horn to the silver country
over the horizon of ancient sunset
running my dreams
and reflections will save
traits of ancient sunset
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