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Vision
The large horizon smiles to me with its blue distant eyes... Oh, Light, you let my kisses wrap you, and therefore every circled star blesses me with dreams that I`ve never had before. I let my hands easily feel the supple sea with her breasts suckling virgin shells, and seems to me that sky and the whole blue horizon are children of the bluish see. Extatic sunsets grow as red as blood, a groaning at world`s joints wakes up in us the sinning voice of Eve and gets our women fertile mothers. Please, take my hand and make of it your thigh, your lips will make a brand new face for me. I saw a child walking on water and felt it will be ours.
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