Faust in DamascusA Poem by Leslie Philibertthen and nowGretchen with a scarf and the sardine children, wood smoke and tea ice wind a dead house full of legs blood bags in the ( living ) room two souls children hop, Kinder behind the camera, the last laugh never enough knowledge to be learned the fat faces of history will eat this later ; Nichts bessers weiß ich mir an Sonn- und Feiertagen als ein Gespräch von Krieg und Kriegsgeschrei... Tell me, you b******s; What holds the world together ?
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4 Reviews Added on September 13, 2013 Last Updated on September 13, 2013 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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