Sense
Where is Wit?
Jan 22, 2013
Night
Beyond this glass also the world is silent.
There are rectangles of light in the sky
and the trees are drifting.
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Kush
2:51 AM
Good poem... but this is not you. Where is the strong voice
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Good poem... but this is not you. Where is the strong voice
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