in fidelity even stone becomes deity,
why not then, this living physical
circle ! your craving has
Saturn anulus,
moves
with hundreds storm, my virility has
creative elements overmuch,
a condensate rain !
impatient to
disperse,
just wait for the marvel of midnight !
whenever the earth's chest
become combustible,
the sky melts its
masculinity
with -
strange cloud burst, and from that - -
universal dissolution or the
extreme love, the
forthwith -
creation would bloomed with many -
sprouts - -
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