How beautiful is your shout
that gave me this fuck in the grass
as a present, I’m in the good graces
of your face that illuminates the sky
illuminates my darkness full of joy.
The nature may possibly get bored.
We eat the fever as if we were born
along with Jesus. Nonetheless
we don’t hurry on departure
to escape from today’s sufferings.
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