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letra de june – ataraxia

june was tender
you can still see her
swinging in the moon-scythe
like spirits or ghosts
that n*body sees
that n*body believes in
june was tender
you can still see her

if the red-skin had been of flesh
he wouldn’t have spent so many years
listening to june in the waves
if the red-skin had been of flesh
he wouldn’t have spent so many years
listening to the voice that there wasn’t

june would like to be
under the earth
like a beautiful stone-hand
white open
with the streched palm
on wich falling asleep
or at least
intimately thinking

- letras de ataraxia