something falls in the cup
something else
i select protect reject
the best
reject the infamy, the evasion, the shame
so let the foamy waves take you to the foot of the mountain
of happy encounters of delight
cheerfull encouragement
and sparks
language and less empires of
more logic
human passions,
the creator formed everything
separated
light from darkness
good from bad which equaled peace which bore a thousand fabulous alegories concerning passion
and fountains of joy that irregates
the flowers, that the doves drink out of
the moving clouds are reflected
your eyes see mine nd we embrace kiss hold each other after this horrible fight
after the long journey
through the tall grass
i m a good catch friend of the moon
on its
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