the world
I piant in a bed of colors
no, not the grey of
the drear
and the black of the
night
no
no
magic nights and haunted
stellar nights and beauty
and
the dawn's enchanted!
a whole Gordian knot
cut and
unleashed
upon me here
in this world of drear
fire
fire me from sad
to enchantment of joy
and wine
night and moon
women and ale
- a world of colors
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