My night begins with a clamber up the wall
My discernment of the diference, to galapagos a more convincing theory amongst the flying white doves
My night begins with a sexual embrio
In the hall of mirrors
THE FOAMY SEA
A SUGAR SWEET
mY CAT ON THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN
MY CAT UNDER the weeping willow, of the river that flows to the salty sea
my cats in a room
My deities protect the embrio
The journey through th forest to the altar ov love
The messages in the wind
The wild flowers
the sacred verses are the lovers langourous desires to remain united not drft away
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