The candle burned out, my boat is windblown.
You ask about my southern sailing:
I sat awake all night in silence,
waves pounding on the lake.
translated by Sam Hamill
The candle burned out, my boat is windblown.
You ask about my southern sailing:
I sat awake all night in silence,
waves pounding on the lake.
translated by Sam Hamill
Pen to paper.
Dicas e Pitacos para o dia a dia
Bere
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We're the sum of ourselves.
As opposed to a “not thinking chitalia”
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il disinganno prima dell'illusione
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I love the last two lines.
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