Gone – I eat:
empty – bread taste.
All – a piece of chalk.
For what no stretch.
…I was bread,
And the snow was.
And the snow is not white,
I do not bread mil.
23 January 1940
Gone – I eat:
empty – bread taste.
All – a piece of chalk.
For what no stretch.
…I was bread,
And the snow was.
And the snow is not white,
I do not bread mil.
23 January 1940
