Moon darkens the sky
no bumblebee flies
sing the sea to my lies
birds compulsivly cry
wind glitters the grass
green, yellow and blind.
Sing the sea to the wind
that cries, compulsively, cries
shines water in creek
dies creek in the ground
paisajes de la mente / inquieta e inconciente / de esa que alucina / con mundos incoherentes
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