Etiqueta: inglés
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I Wish I Smelt Jasmines Giving Their Greetings
I wish I smelt jasmines giving their greetings To a dying Sun whose lasting rays are not The perishable hands of mine that allot Rough or smooth as clear sensations to all things. Those rays are accurate spears hurting a lot The sight of men as well as the air that brings To every being…
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Limenian Woman
After Jim and The Doors To N. L. C., Doors fan, in her birthday Well, I’ve just been going crazy for an hour or so Crossing all the town, no place in sight to go, Stuck here in a combi while outside all the wind blows. Then I saw you, pretty lady, in the…
Ardes, sed. ¡Ra! 