The Pothead Blues

poesia beatnik e pensamentos nihilistas

09 setembro 2006

a Ășltima do bob

"... well, the moon gives light and it shines by night
when i scarcely feel the glow
we learn to live and then we forgive
for the road we're bound to go
more frailer than the flowers, these precious hours
that keep us so tightly bound
you come to my eyes like a vision from the skies
and i'll be with you when the deal goes down..."
(roberto zimmerman)

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