We live in the poets’ ignorance.
Poets shout an existence song
Like the beginning of a scream.
A midnight went wild by the sea
When the songs were sightless
And lacked a knowledge of sea.
We live in the poets’ ignorance.
Poets shout an existence song
Like the beginning of a scream.
A midnight went wild by the sea
When the songs were sightless
And lacked a knowledge of sea.
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