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Cities at daybreak are no one's, and have no names. And I, too, have no name, dawn, the stars growing pale, the train picking up speed.
Adam Zagajewski
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Adam Zagajewski
Age: 75 †
Born: 1945
Born: June 21
Died: 2021
Died: March 21
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