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By Daniela Date: 2002 Nov 18 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.18.23.10.29799]] |
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Deep in my eyes, you saw the words like growing reishi Instead of tears, sweat and musk Anger was the rain Pouring, pounding thunder A solitary march Until meeting eyes, and my legs shook the buildings And my hands became mushrooms And then it was the magic of I LOVE YOU That sounded the trumpets And flutes Soprano, staccato The muddy waters of fuck you was the muted voice of the prodigal child Running through the woods |