I'm not spitting on myself!
when the sky changes temperament
where my legs should stand
so the land does not go wrong
drain springs
I only know the legless season
captivating the wind in my body
let it tame its own will by time
which does not necessarily change his form in my mouth
the wild cat! your serum 
while meowing at the tip of my tongue
then jumped furiously in the footprints
sniffing at my limping pace
I'm not spitting on myself
kaislah smell my body
like a perpetual curse on the road now and in the past
that keeps waiting
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