January 20, 2012

Look Closely

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I want to sleep the dream of the apples 

to withdraw from the tumult of cemeteries 


I want to sleep the dream of that child 

who wanted to cut his heart on the high seas 


I don't want to hear again 

that the dead do not lose their blood 

that the putrid mouth goes on asking for water 


but all must know that I have not died 

there is a stable of gold in my lips 


I am the immense shadow 

shadow of my tears


I am the immense shadow 

shadow of my tears 


I am the immense shadow 

shadow of my 

tears

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#BumiKeLangit