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Cantata
by Jan Oscar Hansen
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  He stood there on a plateau that only had a tree,
And since he had appeared from nowhere, there
Was not a past to be lumbered with.

He sat under the tree mainly because it was
Getting hot and the tree had big thick leaves and
Beside the tree there was a barrel of cold water.
During the day the plateau became shimmering.
He saw ponies trotting past like a knitted poncho.
 
Since he had no past only a fragment of a future,
Instinct told him they were going to the green vale
That had grass, shade and a lagoon that reflected
The sky, or was it the other way round?
He sat there, tried to visualise future where he didn´t
Exist, but he failed, which made him human.
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