TE17 Mysterious Montenegro
Eight Poems
Ice thrown onto coals. You fall, Fall, But the earth Does not receive you. You— A thought and silence. Behind you nothing, Below you just air, And above you Dust.
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Eight Poems
Ice thrown onto coals. You fall, Fall, But the earth Does not receive you. You— A thought and silence. Behind you nothing, Below you just air, And above you Dust.
81
Made with FlippingBook Publishing Software