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The cloud and its daughter
The cloud ask of its daughter From plants, from the house that men live It bends its shoulder and seek if their heart beat their temperature heat and the fire is yet to climb the mountain hill It sends thunder, … Continue reading
When without words
When without words I find no love again I won’t fuss or turn Purple gray I won’t fight the morning With curse or worried gaze Turn the cloud into a promiscuous rain Sing song, of withering death Silence nod in … Continue reading
A Cut of Two worlds
A cut of two worlds A preacher in the morning A seducer in the lamp that turn Night’s eve The trousers won’t stand fit The tie, red in true origin House after House The train horns, for the best of … Continue reading
Death has a wish
Death has a wish A visit, some memories It is an infant, by the breast that longs to swing The young Lad at the bar setting foot a drink The old lady resting the bed saying how good the night’s … Continue reading
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