In the mosaic inaccessible sun Do you recognize yourself How do you say that If we cut off the feet I ‘m going to walk again And blood, your wounds , To melt the way of truth Put your fear and desire extinguished … Break the pen I am writing to moonlight If we pull out tongue , I will sing Inside You will hear it well But being oak Whose bare branches whine exposed to winds Whose roots are crying …. I will not! And while my land for my Deep furrows… Deep furrows that echoed I tracked tread You forget one fruit He will always catch up! with love maxima
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