Filàk Dupèrre

To Jack

Jack London is here, prudent and rude.
Some uncouth smooth movement in the woods.
I’m on these streets as I always used to be,
But these line were never written for you.

And there is never nothing new,
These scars with magic thread were sewn.
So sometimes nothing shows
But another time I’m ostensively low.

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