I will come to drink your source limpid stream two seasons
girded my kilt
I wallow in your water
I will come to drink your source
limpid stream
two seasons on the rocks and sharpen my knife
blunted by floats
storms for I am and I want to be
I am running, dancing singing
I want to be wind I want to be thought
word I want to be I want to be everything that goes
defying boundaries
patrice kayo (Cameroon)
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