hot stun

  i pressed from
eyes
  a bit of moisture

 to drink my horse
  She died  of course

 Think i go better
westward

 When feet let
go to dance !

 I dance in front
of desert Ъ   , i dance in front
 of you
 You killed all things
in Moscow-City

 - Fuck you
 

 

 
 


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