20 april 2024
To Dying Muse
I tried to sleep
under the sun at night. From moon
to moon summoning the pains.
Someone wants to cut
the clouds. I was indebted to darkness.
Blue light comes to kiss me.
The witch-hazel wails.
Let the blood flow from the eyes
of crying earth. Do you listen?
23 november 2024
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Pod miękkim śniegiemJaga
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Liście drzew w czerwonychEva T.
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Światełka listopadaJaga
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Niech deszcz śpiewa ci kołysankę.Eva T.
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