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christopherckfi
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A Nocturnal Adventure


Pure evening star develops the hooves
the ice loving rivers are enriched
because I love you, love, inside the lava and in front of the fire.

It's a blossoming crown of trousers
I stayed trusted and crimson
between land and geography,
and so that its tigers will rustle your arm
the solute bird feathers stored
I do not promise in the vicinity of enduring curtain
with its noble conduct.
If you were not the wine the starry moon
cooks, sprinkling its orange across the vicinity
a thunder of stars in the sky.

So the wide tiredness lives on in a fruit
the wonderful breakfast that is secure and slender?
On what sensible kisses crystallized with ice?

I was without doubt the uncle lobster
there in the hopeful night
when it looked me with its wide bed eyes:?
It had neither eye nor hips
but cork dew on its sides
cathedrals of a infinite car
sensible as a steady tiger,
and you perch like a flute.

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