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Jun 13, 2012
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FREE FALL
FREE FALL
Wingéd creatures
were we all
tumbling vertiginously
into free Fall.
Bound by sin to dust
suffering is our “must.”
Dreams of Holy Kingdom.
Sleep and fly
into oblivion.
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Nordic cloud
13 years ago
The elixir of a must,
The elixir of a must,
a mead, a need,
its fusty creed among the weeds of life
we spin inevitably down
and down
to reach the joy of oblivion.
Dust to dust.
I caught the sense of fall from this
my Longobardolino. Anni..