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On a small pirogue you go and youre coming the times the rainfalls getting pretty wild you sail about the Visigothic lands humming and by the hanging gardens youre beguiled but bit by bit your wings you saw off are numbing Your naked body with brine is all crusted I brought you fresh water from Delphis springs¹ in halves you told me your life will be busted but fore I reject you three times in my flings the key to Heaven was completely rusted Through the dust lands the caravan is crawling as always chasing your sly shade around How can a sheet make a mind start lolling? How can mediterranean sea with only ropes be bound? My love, whom Antigone we were calling What kind of nocturne² took your light away and in what galaxy can you be found here is Attica a quarry all grey and me just an unworthy shooting ground where foreign soldiers train and curse all day
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 15:30:28 +0000

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