I was hammered here with the bones of God, And forgotten by humanity. The crows peck my eyes To wrap them in another world. You asked what kind of shelter? This is the shelter. Shelter of my sick soul.
I was hammered here with the bones of God, And forgotten by humanity. The crows peck my eyes To wrap them in another world. You asked what kind of shelter? This is the shelter. Shelter of my sick soul.
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· Mar 2021
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