A surprise to give,
I was supposed to have,
Not that by honesty I don't live,
more like of truth to halve.
Why do you wish to read my works?
Which can mean nothing at all,
which could be done by other clerks,
And for other eyes as I recall.
martes, 2 de octubre de 2007
trick or treat
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