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the Trojan warrior tells

his wife that they need not

worry about the education because

tomorrow, they will die.  She asks

what future he has seen and

he says that there were pillars

marked by shadows and that

there were bricks with colours

all up and down and that Trojan blood

was meant to be poetry in

future lives, that them and their neighbours

will be talked about for

lives to come,  with sounds

that they cannot imagine.