Friday, June 20, 2003
I regret me sweetly
When I walk
to the edge of the road
the dog barks
simultaneously with the fog
In the morning
I am surrounded
In the dim air of the earth
Laid of the bird
in air
I regret me sweetly
I of melody
think concerning you
the leaving
is broken high
feeling someone like the hearted
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