Devan Delfano Sedasus

March 3, 2000 - Poem Land, Dream Land, and The Land of Unknown, Nothingness, and Blankness
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My eyes got blacked

Black of my eye
Frame of my mind
Window to my soul
Dry never drink
Love never wilt
Death never comes
When it comes, hide the mirror in your closet
Reveal and they speak
When they speak your solid words
Danger will visit
On the morrow the tea runs out
Forgo the desert, keep the forest
Only one will come, the other has to go
When three of a kind appears, two of a kind disappears
Unfortunately, time is limited
Your time has come

Black of my eye
White of my eggs
Who is the smartest man in the world
I wish to stay until the morrow
But the time has come for me to make a choice
Adios jovencita
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