A Bunch of Nonsense
By the shadows of summer
I declare war on spring
Winter gave me passage
While my true heart appears missing
the sounds of the evening town
Over the poplars
The things that go missing one-by-one
make patches of muted sound, while
The things that add up day after day
Float like a watery memory
Oh what of tomorrow's sorcery
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