Curtain of the sun as not to blind
violin of lonely sadness-solitude
band of the hedgehog and his gruesome friends
garden of delight, shrinking at night
star errant and from the other peers defiant
portrait of old duchess seeping blood from her eyes
on nights occasional
cloud twilight and trembling, verve of coming night
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