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keskiviikko 4. helmikuuta 2015

Depression



Loud word wheel screeching.
Where oil without
Its members, too
I have dried up the source
After the tears.
Quiet peace,
March is silent, and is silent.
Mother Earth's daughter hair,
wavy yellow
Elovena grain.

Flood or frost,
it may lurk throughout.
Oh, the mountains,
the cereal crop failure,
Eu, as well as NATO.

Russian sanctions,
cheeses, milks,
they are insufficiently
sold go.
Well, what can it do?
Finnish recession,
pressed rusty
strollers below.
I write poems,
blog flying
word in many tongues
of the world.

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