Soon my blood is in a stopping way,
It mixes with the air, and a scab forms.
My heart is all right, fine, perfect,
At last, let the heart beat naturally
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The days I saw you my life was concluded,
You bedazzled me afterwards with your leering look;
It reminded me of an individual who was bolstered by excellence,
He was with this likeness, and he was with this appearance.
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Raising a fortress of goodness is like the soul,
It flourished in the middle of time, with cunning.
The body is beautiful like the iron men,
Instead of strength there is iron
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The poets are collected by their grace,
Poems after poems connect, convect and direct;
Words are worthy of sparkle and splendour,
Diamonds avert the disaster of a trade,
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If I were a cat,
I’d be a big cat too,
I’d freeze in the land
Of the sun and rain.
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To mean a time is special like putting on a fire,
The fire burns and churns into blasts of laughter,
It is cheering you on, wheeling around,
Causing anger, feeling grotesque,
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In a tunnel of wind and blood
My spirit reigns and calls the flood.
My laughter sings now that I’ve began
The ruling of love in this life I ran.
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You keep anxiously the longing for sweets,
You have torn speech like dirty robes,
And abandon treasure arriving at your feet.
Because the brain is loving stones and pebbles,
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A person is thinking, wasting his thoughts on bodies
And darkness, bad writing, and dying freedoms.
A prayer is cool, written tonight as we accept it always,
Safe like calling, safer than a shut door, being well.
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