The waters flooded the words, all the promises foundered
and dreamed all the rest is debris.
time did not stop,
only lost their sense
watches and proved useless.
But the flood did not fall from heaven,
vengeful gods were not to blame, the story simply ceased
.
Huyó poetry with poets, clerics
arrodillados Muri, the law is
diluyó.
Lo dejo which was to be without name,
is the existence of other noun solo ojos ojos, no
HUBO view on anything.
Imagen: Urban Lugros
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