Myth of poetry
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Today the sun
Faint I heard
The music, it
Did random
Upon me
Sing of this
Like a word
Once I spoke
Did I knot
Fill this sign
For we do
Find it in
The instances
Remonstrances
Indelible and now
Intuit this of
You and me
In sun
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