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Category: Poetry
Rating: General
Author: 艾青 Ai Qing
Translator: Donald Wen
What belongs to you is
when light begins to take darkness’s place
and fleeing goes the night,
that moment when the day arrives in pursuit
Already have the stars secluded themselves
Yet still you stand there
waiting for the sun to rise
Shone upon by the first rays of the morning
throwing yourself into ranks of light
until no one shall see you any longer