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O Pa M F
He had not slept for forty nights.
Dreams loaded on camels
he kept moving along into the wastelands
of the night
he kept burning on the pyres of moonlight.
On the table
dentures resting in a glass kept smiling.
From a realm behind the dark glasses,
the cataract bud2 strove to raise its
head.
Darkness began smirking in his […]
Posted on June 2nd, 2007 by adil
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