I rode all day.
I cried all night.
The moon didn’t glow.
The sun didn’t rise.
A comet blazed
Between my eyes.
West and South,
Wind and rain.
Every way is
Just the same.
Pray give me a box
To hide inside.
Pray give me a spade
To dig my own grave.

Autore: Gail Carson Levine

I rode all day.<br />I cried all night.<br />The moon didn’t glow.<br />The sun didn’t rise.<br />A comet blazed<br />Between my eyes.<br />West and South,<br />Wind and rain.<br />Every way is<br />Just the same.<br />Pray give me a box<br />To hide inside.<br />Pray give me a spade<br />To dig my own grave. - Gail Carson Levine

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