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Tears of an angel
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Winding up his wings
He sits on the steep end of the temple
The angel.
Down there people,
People touching ..
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Deep dead.
Door of the house no.3 is closing behind.
On the steps a yellow bird named sunshine lying
Dead.
Closes the door, the pitter patter of..
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Rains on the vegetable patch
Sickened, it came waning
From the up North, land of ice.
Feverish cloud, it came only
To ebb at your windowpane.
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Mute flute
Welcome. Please have a drink on the porch,
Welcome, dear evening.
Beg your pardon for slurred voice.
Pardon the gathers of moist
On ..
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Amnesia arose
I never pardoned you to wake me
With a splash of grief
Thrown on my closed eyes.
Arose I found me amid wetness.
A bed of ocean,..
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Home bound city evening
The Anubis sits at the door.
Yonder, the spell of rising moon…
The city with sighing fogs…
Look back at it..
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Scar
A flaw down a valley of
Human soul.
I am talking on the scar,
The blemish,
Down the left chin of the girl.
Observe it,
Be curious bu..
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Mails
What time is it in U.S?
I am at this side of world
Bowed before roaring sea,
Thousands of miles in between,
My fingers fumble on keys..
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Torn pages
Torn pages from daily dreams and diaries.
They are all scattered on the blue carpet.
Pick up a piece and wet your palm
The color o..
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How will he know?
He, an innocent, age three
Wakes up dead to see
A hand and its ten fingers,
How have they done it?
The first hunt and the ..
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