Sunday, 21 October 2007
wth my lamplight
by the anthill
i am like one-egged twins, inseparable
with my lamplight i see the anteater
in the moonlight
i gather berries on the hill
sometimes, on the edge of the pond
white ducks waddle towards me
in the moonlight
with my lamplight
you see dimpled cheeks
i am like one-egged twins,inseparable
with my lamplight, i see my shadow
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