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Post by scriptamanent on Jan 7, 2009 18:34:08 GMT -5
They’ve been traveling this road Telling people they must be loved, When they saw him coming –thought After thought, tall getting taller—and They asked him: Where are you going? What kind of men and women Have you so far encountered and Would you kindly love us? It seemed to them at this time On this road that he was somebody Unusually important. He inspected them In turn and leaning in said: "You are the only children on this journey Of course I will ... —one day. Wait for me over there, see that cypress hill?" They said yes, and asked: Are you Death Perhaps, or a wizard who can free? Lowering his eyes he replied, "I could be both But I am just me. Are you the eternal Orphan lovers, Adam and Eve?" No, the girl replied, this is my brother, His name is Hansel and I am Gretel, Did you not know this? Could you not feel it In the colours of our dream?
2007
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