søndag 14. juni 2015

I am king... The drowned flower when I command it... Tie the rainbow to the pirate...Tie the wind to the witch's hair. I am the king: And I will trace your horoscope like a battle plan...


I could cry out,
but it would scare away
the transubstantiation.
Must keep silence Wait in silence...

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