God full of remembrance of my voice Strange of every comrade I know Hot Green and Free Cedar Broken Flower Crying in My Crying
My gods of rebellion tonight The bright song of rain tonight in the sea of sonnets. Himbeit and crude full of my hearts heartfelt transaction tonight
swear by the love of tired lovers swear by the heart of the glass swear by tears of separation Sit down in the throat. Ten
God is the life of the bubble of the bubble The captive of the soil or the role of the water In this opportunity, do not leave me with you
