Poems
THEME/S
Together we walked just once in a summer night,
But there are things that reach no end: this walk
Goes on forever, it will laugh and take
The grave in its calm stride,care not at all
That now the world is winter in my body.
For not through hours but time ticked by star-beats
we moved
Through a dream that suddenly stepped out of the
Unknown.
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