The songs from a person called human.

p/s: No matter how gifted you are, not everyone is gonna like you.
Friday, April 25, 2014

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding 
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing 
Memory and desire, stirring 
Dull roots with spring rain. 
Winter kept us warm, covering 
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding 
A little life with dried tubers.

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