The Man Who Went North To Get A Hat
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Herbert Nehrlich
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I heard. And at first light I leave,
Siberian fox may be the best,
I know a babushka near Vlad
she'll stitch it into something very warm,
and it will frame your lovely face
so that your deepsea eyes will peek
to let me sleep in vivid dreams
about the essence of what all the gods believe.
Bu şiiri puanla
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