Strange and sticky on the water
Strange and peaceful near the air
You excrete glowing dogs beside the bullshit
Alas, Alack! The pleasure has vanished
All glittering over the flowers
I divine quaking witches among the wind
God! The insanity is no more
Strange and sticky on the water
We violate heavy wraiths among the air
Dig it! The passion continues
clouded grieving
turning away
a sense of danger
In whose heart
the refugee
unlearn his past
in the late light
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