Hysteria snatched its whole village.
The crowd bifurcates again like a woman
in the morning with tears in from dreams.
The cobbles began to point the way ,
all the pylons sank in the ground.
She brushed her teeth,
before doing so.
The village was like a town, and the burden was a desert.
And God appeared and said,
that he loves among the mighty pressure
of all in love with God,
of these creatures with a hot blood,
of those feelings like autumn taunts:
you love, then you hate,
again you love devotedly
The Earth, a continuer of a legend.
Why does their forgetfulness fascinate me -
to forward them anywhere,
it will be a miracle,
great than Venus,
deeper than a made-up sea.
And I think out my own steps,
play with me and go first -
to think about the bladder
of the enthusiastic grandmothers,
who piss a blood,
they piss a blood.
And the clay tanks
are already leaving
against me.
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