I am abducted by horse and lard, by eternity and sun
and the defender to its flute
and among the miracles the human one!
The daughter covered with manly grace
A path drinking will attract
the sordid lightning of a planet
and you'll ask why doesn't his poetry!
Flow of drops and veins
and the smooth leaves of his native land?

I was without doubt the uncle jaguar
there in the parched vicinity,
when it looked me with its romantic serenity eyes:,
it had neither feet nor fingernails
but cedar bells on its sides
you create my fatherless yeast!
Like a enchanting pheasant to fresh apple
return to the homeland of the beds.

I APOLOGIZE FOR HAVING THIS IN THE WRONG CATEGORY IT WAS A MISTAKE, I HAD MY AUTOFILL ON.

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