The sorcerer yesterday
was embittered…
she was able catches
butterflies of the-dreamer…
Also has then torn off wings…
and yesterday has not caught not one…
has turned the madam – to foxes,
but bites so gracefully,
as a poodle hungry….
all dreams have departed
on a star carnival…
with cheerful masks…
with shining eyes…
29.XII,08.
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