Publicat Sâmbata, 20 Februarie 2010, ora 22:27
I don't want to know
how your countenance looks like -
I overran you with my mind
of the light
And I felt how Jesus's warmth
was flowing on my forehead
of the earth
I am only a dream -
the people are getting lost
around myself
I neither want you to be near me,
stay far away
...
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