all i know is this
the cello has fallen still
and all is quiet:
the music of what is not
ah,
what strange music that is
Gabriel Rosenstock
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alone with his thoughts
one thought flowering among weeds
quickly vanishes
a thought that may yet return
on
the day his hair turns grey
Gabriel Rosenstock
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