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Jumat, 27 Mei 2011

THE STORY ABOUT WIND.



He settles all events
He noted all the words ever spoken
since the first moment
when bright sun reveals dark.

In buried all the secrets: screams and laughter of small air
adam when pulled behind a clump of trees the park,
frenzied also powerful ancient war entirely forgotten,
even the smell of the bodies of the fairies who inhabit the hills ever.

And when you're a sleep in bed this evening
he also blew into the bars of the window, slowly
around your bedroom once, then stop
then curled gently in your ear, whispering dreams.

Petruzi.


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