Psalm by János Pilinszky

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Who thinks of bread

after long days of starvation:

thinks of real bread.

Who yearns for gentleness

in the depth of a torture chamber:

yearns for real gentleness.

And the one who when falling on a cushion

doesn’t feel alone:

isn’t alone indeed.

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