Poems from yoosafak

Moonsky is an ocean Roaring to the dreams with Disheveled white hair Of premature old age. Its flying flocks Drank a dose of arsenic...
They came to kill me With weapons unknown In roguish whirlwind Uttering my name like a magic hum. Rural is our vicinity, Though vicious and...
They came to kill me With weapons unknown In roguish whirlwind Uttering my name like a magic hum. Rural is our vicinity, Though vicious and...

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