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After finding the pulse,
you become a man-eater.
Decide to play a volcano?
to solve the mystery
of god.

Shirtless violence,
sells the skin, the vagus
and the cranium.

There was no difference
between black and white. I
had fallen for the crooked?
smile of death.

You appear like a
nymph in my stasis?
of thoughts. I kiss
my hands.

You penetrate in my bones.
O God, you were exactly my image.

Moon stained a poem beseeches
me, to lift my pen.
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