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Milking A Piece Of Stone
It was moonlight. And my thirst was
overflowing, like a venomous serpent
I was still alive with a bite of hope
milking a piece of stone
towards my mouth!
A field of corn was bleeding nearby
with the ripeness of a fragrant fruit
Not a single star from their height
nodded to say, excuse all this delay
of a second, rolling down to relieve!
Not a yellow leaf above, yet to drop
did dazzle in the wink of an eye!
A phantom cow suddenly
She just let me suck her breast
and die in ...