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O secret voice of hidden love! O bleating without wool! O wound! O dry camellia, bitter needle! O sea-less current, wall-less city! O night immense with sharpened profile, heavenly mountain, narrow valley! O dog inside the heart, voice going, endless silence, full-blown iris! Let me be, hot voice of icebergs, and do not ask me to vanish in weeds, where sky and flesh are fruitless. Leave my hard ivory skull forever, have pity on me. Stop the torture! O I am love, O I am nature! Every Song Every song is the remains of love. Every light the remains of time. A knot of time. And every sigh the remains of a cry. I forgot who wrote this but I love it !!
Posted on: Thu, 15 Aug 2013 05:46:52 +0000

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