From `Oh, No (for Gevorg Emin)'

The day will come, I know, when boundaries are erased from this world and only the rainbow divides earth and sky, when I can clasp Ararat to my breast freely . . . or else (if rage were strength) lift the mountain to my shoulders and though crushed down by its sacred weight move it by myself here to you.

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