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I want a head-dress of feathers like hers Time passes in the river I'm restless I quiver My fingers are long and longer touch the foreign soil grow under Maybe you forgot but I never did I wear a head-dress of feathers and battle the wind with eye-lashes I dance on smooth stones I carry large weight Something is burning pounding in the rhythm of the heart this land is too wide for just sitting still I wear a headress of feathers I walk in the dark I go on one foot I march like a crowd I read from a map I read from the stars our footprints are crossing a numerous times I wear a head-dress of feathers just like she does Maybe you forgot but we never did this land is too wide for just sitting still
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Jun 25, 2011
Jun 25, 2011 at 2:53 PM UTC
A Head-dress of Feathers
I want a head-dress of feathers like hers Time passes in the river I'm restless I quiver My fingers are long and longer touch the foreign soil grow under Maybe you forgot but I never did I wear a head-dress of feathers and battle the wind with eye-lashes I dance on smooth stones I carry large weight Something is burning pounding in the rhythm of the heart this land is too wide for just sitting still I wear a headress of feathers I walk in the dark I go on one foot I march like a crowd I read from a map I read from the stars our footprints are crossing a numerous times I wear a head-dress of feathers just like she does Maybe you forgot but we never did this land is too wide for just sitting still
lucie-krpalova
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Jun 25, 2011
Jun 25, 2011 at 2:53 PM UTC
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