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• Artiste: Darla Farmer
• Titre: The Quotient
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The sun is a guise For all of my favorite lines Filled up pockets and Sugar dropped upon everything And the discord at the door Will disappear by spring A face has been revealed The moon wishes he could steal A kiss from the day And evade and outweigh His Arcadian play Until his face Has finally been concealed A division has been shown The gap has finally grown After being well fed And sleeping in my head With all the wishes and dread This is the forest From the seeds that were sown I am surprised to learn The whole world is disgusted The day is a diamond The night is an eccentric mess The city is a sedative My bed is an address The words that I speak Are upside down and in my teeth Twisted and tangled Necessary to repeat Every resolution dies With every revolution made Now my face has been concealed And I seem to have misplaced