bumbling bard of ecstasy

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bumbling bard of ecstasy

blossoms from the heart

imaginary gardens

dried weeds

Stamped: 15.12.06

roses fall
face by face
through the cracks
orange lick
fire untie
plastic prose of thorns thatve died
brittle break candle smashes
everything stumbles to white ashes

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