Ichamati o women on your touch_|_

in life •  7 years ago 

Ichamati o women on your touch
The gong stopped, in the racket of a quiet water,
Or an unexpected afternoon, where the white bole has mixed up
The rows fall in the muscular tone, and suddenly your midwife rushes down to the feet,
I know that on your day, the grave of your grave is in the forest of ever-awakened starsInstaShape_201835171648387.jpg

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