Sure, it has a defect
Maybe a ball hit harder my head
Or, the sun beans seems to me swords
cutting through the dark side of the moon
Then, the water looks like cristal melted flowing
the thing went on and on:
a defect in seeing animals in clouds
a man sneaking behind a tree
This weird gaze at distorted things
useless work of mending things and words
wherever they appear out of place
Definitely, an ambition to righten the world of words
If this type of work won compliments
mine is still in the land of interesting but not yet
Undeniably, it gives me pleasure
to describe weird aspects of an unbroken modern life
into medieval verses
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