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Rio's Attic: Celebrating the Life and Times of a Dearly Missed River Phoenix
Demon or bird! (said the boy's soul,)
Is it indeed toward your mate you sing?
Or is it really to me?

For I, that was a child,
my tongue's use sleeping,

Now I've heard you,
Now in a moment I know what I am for

I awake

Never more the cries of unsatisfied love
be absent from me,
Never again leave me be the peaceful child
I was before

What there, in the yellow and sagging moon,
The messenger there arous'd
the fire, the sweet hell within,

The unknown want,
and the destiny
of me.

Dusan - Celje, Slovenia
November 2, 2003


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