╨╧рб▒с!■  ■                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   ье┴!` °┐AWN1... .>╟>╟П      дВВ╛╛╛╛ВЦЦЦЦЦ вЦ╫ю╛╛╛╛╛╛╛┬╧ вq *┬╛╛╛╛╛╛╛╛╛╛╛Ы ╛╛╛╛┬┼ ▒ ╛╛╛╛┬┬╛╛╛╛╛q ┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬┬ The Dream Cavern In a cavern that chimes with still echoes, Some no-good hustlers have set up a banquet table. This and other spaces like it are where dreams Hang to dry beneath the chatter of darkness, Holy birds, and snarling wolves. Whose house do they all go to afterwards? Which lives will everyone assume afterwards? The hustlers find partial answers in the echoes Of the holy birds, but to speak with the wolves, They slice off their wings and put them on the table. While feasting, their wet paws arouse a darkness In the dead holy birds now reduced to dreams. This place is made from the stuff of dreams, Where birds go but go nowhere afterwards. It s constructed out of the light and darkness That the world walks through, swimming in echoes, Dreaming of bread and wine on a table, Thinking of hustlers and birds and wolves. Every plant and scrap of meat has been eaten by wolves. They devour the food of the hustlers dreams, And leave nothing on the table For anyone to eat afterwards. In this grey cavern of wolves and echoes, Nothing is free from the darkness. Dances arise in the darkness, The same way songs were buried by wolves And dug up in the echoes. All of these things arise and wander in dreams But lie down afterwards, After we ve risen and wandered to the breakfast table. These thought are brought to the table, Filled with air, drained of darkness, Burning with memories of afterwards. These thoughts are fed to the wolves Once they ve escaped from dreams And resound in the echoes. Afterwards, forget the holy birds and the wolves, And the hustlers and the table and the darkness And the cavern of your dreams but remember the echoes.  "$&z|рт> @ Ш Ъ ┌ ▄ . 0 2 4 М О ь ю N P ║ ╝   x z | ~ ╓ ╪ * , И К ь ю :<РТФЦ`bЮа┌▄.0tvxz┤╢:<ШЪ╩╠8:<>МО╪┌"$lnо░фцшъLNмо¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙¤∙h>{зZ^"&|т@ Ъ ▄ 0 4 О ю P ╝  z ~ ╪ , К ю <ТЦ╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞8$ & Fd$d%d&d'd(d)fN╞ O╞ P╞ Q╞ R╞ A$Цbа▄0vz╢<Ъ╠:>О┌$n░цъNо╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞╞8$ & Fd$d%d&d'd(d)fN╞ O╞ P╞ Q╞ R╞ A$о╞╞8$ & Fd$d%d&d'd(d)fN╞ O╞ P╞ Q╞ R╞ A$,1Рh░╨/ ░р=!░а"░а#Ра$Ра%░░─░─ Р─Z 2└╨рЁ 0@P`pАР└╨рЁ2(╪ш 0@P`pАР└╨рЁ 0@P`pАР└╨рЁ 0@P`pАР└╨рЁ 0@P`pАР└╨рЁ 0@P`pАР└╨рЁ 0@P`pАР8X°V~OJPJQJ^JО@ё О Normal4$$ДДДdддA$]Д^Д`Дa$3567>*B*CJOJPJQJ\]^JaJphPPЦ{я Heading 1$dдрдxA$5CJ$\aJ$PPЦ{я Heading 2$dдhдPA$5CJ\aJZZЦ{я Heading 3$dддPA$5B*CJ\aJphfffZZЦ{я Heading 4$dдЁд(A$6B*CJ]aJphfffZZЦ{я Heading 5$dд▄д(A$5B*CJ\aJphfffZZЦ{я Heading 6$dд╚д(A$6B*CJ]aJphfffDAЄ бD Default Paragraph FontRiє │R  Table NormalЎ4╓ l4╓aЎ (kЇ ┴(No ListH>ЄHЦ{яTitle$dдрдxA$5CJH\aJHhJhЦ{яSubtitle$dдhдPA$'6B*CJ0OJPJQJ]^JaJ0phfffП     Цо ПGР╠Зz А Times New Roman5РАSymbol3&Р╠ Зz А Arial7Georgia@"ёМЁ╨h!Ёа┤┤ББr4d2ГЁ ¤XЁ ?ф>{з2а    Unknown■       └FMicrosoft Office Word Document MSWordDocWord.Document.8Ї9▓q■ рЕЯЄ∙OhлС+'│┘0ШРШд м╕ ─╨ ▄ш0 8DLXx ДР░@@@Aspose.Words for Java 11.8.0.01 Normal.dot@■ ╒═╒Ь.УЧ+,∙о0└ PX` lРШа и╕░ Title ц   !"#$%&'()*+,-./012■   4■   6789:;<■   >?@■   Root Entry         └F@1Table        ▒ CompObj        3qWordDocument        .SummaryInformation(        5╚DocumentSummaryInformation8            =Ё                         ■   ■   ■   ■   ¤