After the issues opened in the closet
Tumble out from the case one another
To spin around the selves and outer garten
With perfection of planets in outrages,
Sesame of gravitation endangers the flights
Within branches of choices and in despondence
Converging the wings mellowed for scythe unnatural.
Matters not taken for thumping the chests seasoned
By summer spilling the melting embraces
Won't be surmounted by the diurnal courses.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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