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Samsun, Turkey
 
 
From the dusty May sun
Her looming shadow grows
Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote
She twines her spines up slowly
Towards the boiling sun
And when i touched her skin
My fingers ran with blood
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пукнул яичком 12 Jul, 2016 @ 8:12am 
xuesos