Night The Seventh Poem by Peter Russell

Night The Seventh

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My life's like sugar candy
It burns my mouth

I was suckled by wolves
Shall go take a bear for lover

In the afternoon

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MANUELA'S POEMS

Every night for nine nights Manuela appeared to me in a dream, and each night she spoke a poem to me. I had never seen her before and I have no idea who she was. - P.R.
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