Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Did
1
 He is a poet sometimes
 Nobody knows which times
That’s why I have no words

Expecting the arrival of an unknown train
No chance sometime to holt
The station where we
May come with a flesh of local air.

 2
 Everyone in his poem
 The most difficult word.

 3
 I have doubted what I did.

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