Flykt fremmede For du er ikke innhyllet I jernlovens take D...
n r parasollen pner seg I sjelelsk glimrer det lang...
Luna plina lift your veil of silver Red wine r...
Floating magenta in circles Over slippery white su...
burn the edges of your thoughts feel the air beneath burn ...
the poem was written by the noble lord ...
The train left westwards on a Saturday sunris...
sex from backyards porches out into chambers aren...
