Trafika Europe 11 - Swiss Delights
11 poems
STILL LIFE
The world about me is slowly running out of breath. Still I inhale, without avarice. And drive out that regard for reality which doesn’t really exist.
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11 poems
STILL LIFE
The world about me is slowly running out of breath. Still I inhale, without avarice. And drive out that regard for reality which doesn’t really exist.
181
Made with FlippingBook HTML5