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mountaineering
poetry [ ]
prrranks 6
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by felix nicolau [taras el bulba ]
2007-07-09
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so
first thing in the morning
I got on the top of your
Nose
with the Noon stubbornly
panting close by
the world’s sadness was lying
as a cake to my
feet
- only your lips outlining the sky
kept me alive
finally
wiping its sweat
arrived mumbling also the Noon:
“so let me see why you keep
fidgeting about this flint”
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