Kali Baral: Poem ‘The magical house’ Come on, words. Hour,day,year. Play with words. I have opened the door of music. Dumbfounded ears no longer hear anything. The mind does not change. And stay with you. I am searching like an addiction object.
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Meu Nath, muitas palavras se acumulam no livro-razão da minha mente a cada instante. Vinte e quatro horas se multiplicariam várias vezes se o cálculo fosse…
I burned to ashes by jealousy— While you play your love games with another woman. I can still feel your physique, your body’s scent, your warmth— That sacred…