Poezie
Nevermore
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Mediu
drops of rain
tears from the deep blue ski
parachuting down to earth, a kiss catharsis
the sunshine of gods
our monoliths turn to dust
watch down from the sun
the earth is shattering to little brown bits
parrots flying in the night
imitating death
we are the lords of illusion
transforming ourselves
on a piece of paper
chopped down from deep inside the howling woods
the sound of the axes dwells into the night
and we sleep
nevermore...
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