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the Jumper by Fabrizio Cassetta |
The Leaper
The old tree nose of an Oak
Caught my shoes of blue
leaping yet am I still
Over the elm fruits
The geese and the wheats
In a year I leaped over
Twelve empty rooms and some spikes
From a breath of air
To another breath of air
I’m the profundity of life
I’ve walked many roads
Socks full of mistakes
Ruby is the dairy notebook
A scarlet wanderer
The names forgotten written on his neck, leap
till I’m sick of leaping stand still
silently standing atop the hill
silence is a cave
silence is a barrel of gold in the cave
silence is for love
跳跃者
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