15 sept 1 Moss grew along The twisted banches in a moist valley Diving deep in a lake of longing I tried to scoop a few oysters But the pearls couldn’t hold the heat My palms were burned In the fire of fury That the lake emitted in the forest Burning trees, crying birds Red … Continue reading All the rocks tried in vain
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