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sorry poem

zapada şoapte despre mine
fiice de timp
gri-o încă roci de mare turn de mai sus
Te-am văzut şi ghebos Frisoane pe pietre
de vânt, atunci când lucrează împotriva noastră în întuneric
sticlă-de săpun de timp
i dacă ar trebui să moară, cred că doar de asta mi
dragoste deşi se plânge, şi un motiv freca
plin de lacrimi
Când am revenit la apus
a fost un tânăr înalt oysterman
verde dupa-amiaza cer senin şi luminos


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