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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2011-03-21 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | The morning dew Sparkles as broken crystal You approached to kiss it Purified soul you are My beloved Human You endure the burn While I blast My petroglyphs In the deepest layers Of your quintessence and In the abyss Of its surface The face of the “I” stands and Immanent moonshine Hardly a color as Neon For your wide open eyes Yet mildly absorbing As soul does to another Today I light the candle of the “I” Fearless for loosing its shine To burn your wick To increase the light So the darkness Naively may ask Who are you for God Sake? Who are the fertile fireflies of Love? While I swore on the potency of The dark prince and The harshness of the hell-fire Our joint reply as smile Shall bring the freshness of ambergris and Cool all and bring joy As to a mother after the birth Of a newborn and Invite all We mean all visible Semi visible and omni visible creatures At the banquet with the Cornucopia, At the solid diamond table
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