eugenef.81719
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Four they stood as what they will become twining from the rivers silk and rustling of the silk and birds under what will become their feet in dance of the lights stones wandered did the Sun became to see or look at the mountains walk to the... – *by Eugene Friedman*	5 Views added 2 months ago	Rating
The Voice The wind is shaking again Looking for a portrait of yesterday Who from the past dreams is alive There's a hole instead of a link Tomorrow is calling to buzz Drinking denying bread In leather and a hat, a whip The voice fell into falsetto ... – *by Eugene Friedman*	6 Views added 2 months ago	Rating

they stood as what they will become
twining from the rivers silk and rustling of the silk and birds
under what will become their feet in dance of the lights
stones wandered

did the Sun became to see
or look at the mountains walk to the...

– by Eugene Friedman

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The Voice

The wind is shaking again
Looking for a portrait of yesterday
Who from the past dreams is alive
There's a hole instead of a link

Tomorrow is calling to buzz
Drinking denying bread
In leather and a hat, a whip
The voice fell into falsetto

...

– by Eugene Friedman

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