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These poems that I wrote.
I wait for joy to him of him.


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Wednesday, April 06, 2005

 

Charity of the desirable

Without charity
of the desirable inspection
the writer
does not have the point

Deep always.
Where is the person
who expresses mercy,
patient for the time of oblivion

Dependence, never observant
is rough
The other thing stumbles blindly
It becomes slowly evil

It does not fail,
but walks with anger of the bile
which does not succeed in scorn

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