you stand there in the bright light of the melody
the moment in the silence with nothing to
applies where there is dazzled by the splendor of the night,
for ever the truth investigated
Always introspective language and reason
A word that rhymes with no other word to
A seed that germinates less than the best ground
but his spirit
loses with a loud silence and closed eyes
we have looked at
Without think we have the
familiar world and read now faded pages
(25 December 2010)
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