That's how you break it
now you are alone
and I am alone
but that doesn't
make us of each other
the universe, starry night,
from the ringside view
of a puff rising;
let it rain, for
I must not get wet
out in the fury,
I've lost all adhesion
hymns
of nightbirds
rend the sky
this lonely hour
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 12:35 PM UTC
That's how you break it
now you are alone
and I am alone
but that doesn't
make us of each other
the universe, starry night,
from the ringside view
of a puff rising;
let it rain, for
I must not get wet
out in the fury,
I've lost all adhesion
hymns
of nightbirds
rend the sky
this lonely hour
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