Jean Cocteau. (№ 248926)

In any weather I'm
So infinitely stupid
As the stone or oak.
Well, stupidity is a tribute to nature.
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Sleep has its own mystery
A treasure hidden for a long time.
To steal it will help the carpet extraordinary -
A flying carpet.
No your love will not let so much poop
As a birder-poet,
Which is only a phantom, took your shape.
Your features and color.