Window and David Captain Rose [Full Poem] [Temp. 0.407]

`The Dead is a whole love of the world and
    the soul of the rest,
     The world that was not a ride where she was a changeling all the star
         Of the soul that hearts have stood there with the sea.
     The sands are filled with dreadful thoughts, and not to make
     A wild and spare when the fiery stars are still,
         And all the soul is so strong
         The scene of the star--
         The sun is still the world of heaven and mead;
         The rocks and waters spread with all the sky;
         The soul of lightnings strikes the sky;
         And when the breath is flowing on the streets,
         And the bliss of the river stands
         The spirit of the globe of sun.
                   The creeping waves

       buttons of light with streets

       the bus retirement"

       garbage mountains of the sun runs in the bowl.

       all the soul?

                                   Support he was the second time

                  The red dresser white bars

       to the party

       and the price

       sea and death.
     Convolute a cloud of Approaching State
Window and David Captain Rose