Wednesday, May 08, 2013

When sun dies into mountain
Spent from all the heat
And wisting winds wax cool, then
Cold, the bones to cheat

O faces fat then thin look
Back but never see
The wormwood eyes, the soul shook
Silent, all for thee

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