That lights no lamps Silken it seems at a distance, yet When it is drawn up over the knees and breast | |
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growing in the damp air like tears of rain Sometimes I see alone ,coffins under sail ,embarking with the pale dead, with women that have dead hair ,with bakers who are as white as angels ,and pensive young girls married to notary publics ,caskets sailing up the vertical river of the dead ,the river of dark purple ,moving upstream with sails filled out by the sound of death | Download this image the choice download button below |
,There are cemeteries that are lonely ,graves full of bones that do not make a sound ,the heart moving through a tunnel ,in it darkness, darkness, darkness ,like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves ,as though we were drowning inside our hearts.
17It brings no comfort Where has the tree gone, that locked ,Earth to the sky? Download this image for free in High-Definition resolution the choice download button below | Download this image for free in High-Definition resolution the choice download button below |
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Nor shall my love avail you in your hour In spite of all my love, you will arise Upon that day and wander down the air ,Obscurely as the unattended flower ,It mattering not how beautiful you were |
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