A woman in armor standing next to a tiger

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Anchar
In the desert
,
stunted and stingy
,
On the ground
,
hot in the heat
,
Anchar
,
like a formidable sentry
,
Standing - alone in the whole universe
.
Nature of thirsty steppes
She gave birth to him on the day of wrath
And green dead branches
And she gave the roots poison
.
Poison drips through its bark
,
By noon
,
melting from the heat
,
And it freezes in the evening
Thick transparent resin
.
Not even a bird flies to him
And the tiger is gone - just a black whirlwind
He will run to the tree of death
And rushes away
,
already pernicious
.
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