I can not know
corner behind which hides
fate. We
looks dark and hard and we do grow
a veil of a beard, maybe
for sixteen days or more ', and back
sweats acid
and we have green teeth
but they told us that we can be
even better and more '
and again and never quite
and in reality' it
sappiam less Hoopoe
and some women are like a meandering
spiders and now I know 'cause I fear them
so 'much.
Women
silk spiders with ankles.
not wait to stretch
traps of every shape and type. Then
t'abbatuffolano
Pappano in and you gulp.
I want to be a spider,
or apricot.
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