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Zarathustra in Love- Gerry LaFemina
When sky becomes the color of an arcades flaming lights, a cosmic
alchemy makes the river water paint. And he dips his hand in the
rapids, draws pictures with his fingers like a kindergartener; scrawls
reserved on his chest in red letters which dry invisible. By nightfall
the starts are a thousand winking eyes ( Read more... )
When sky becomes the color of an arcades flaming lights, a cosmic
alchemy makes the river water paint. And he dips his hand in the
rapids, draws pictures with his fingers like a kindergartener; scrawls
reserved on his chest in red letters which dry invisible. By nightfall
the starts are a thousand winking eyes ( Read more... )
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