These are resting tremors.
Inquisition has started from door to door.
The owls synchronize the conversions.
I was very thirsty but not
dehydrated to escape from the
talons of the golden eagle.
Do You like Lambda's
entry? . Do you need a lasso? Would
you run like buffalo or sit like a soaked feline?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem