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lord onor Jul 2014
stripping  leaves  on a blue  light
burning proudly
I exist and i die again and again on a blue moon light
you, you, you ............you
appear and desappear stealing this fruit of mine
on a blue moon light  
isis of the universe!
i see you dancing
in my secret garden of fears and fire.

— The End —