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i, prin urmare, nu pot
copilul care a aruncat departe de frunze după frunze
de arcuri de pod roşu
o rază de aur în beznă şi gri
praf de stele şi ireal lumina
am avut peste-a pregătit eveniment
de ore de când sunt numerotate de zi
furtuna
endeared zi, la fiecare muză
dragoste deşi se plânge, şi un motiv freca
A albastru-negru nubian jumulire portocale
amărât vorbind
libertate de la ea, atunci când înălţimea de munte
Sunt bătrân şi orb

 



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