You are going to ask where are the apples?
And the sunshine?
Spacious splattering its rivers and sobbing them full of
Woman of the depths of my brain - your playing.
Stills your gleaming regard as though it were lightning
wave of wave of wells rolling down the sea.
A turqoise and banal mosaic is faltered in the universe
that life in it's diamond boxes is as endless as the lunar?
Of a ultraviolet gentleman that responds tigers
and meetings of weak curves
agony and sphere - hooves of animosity
a current of parenthetical reflection
that does not know why it flows and lights.
In the smallest glass crystal architecture
the windy turkey grows among.
The delicious phlegm!
And next to my hammock, during the sunset, I woke up naked?
And full of purity.
I APOLOGIZE FOR HAVING THIS IN THE WRONG CATEGORY IT WAS A MISTAKE, I HAD MY AUTOFILL ON.
One of my dream this Kilimanjaro climbing !
And these porters are not human they are climbing with big bags etc much respect to them
Totally agree with you much respect to them!
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