Kundalini 60

Us unearthly kindness
Perepoyasal glorious age,
Like an angel under five
Cloud life expired, -

So dissolve the wafers,
So for bee-pollen and bribes,
And behind the cuckoo is a distant sound...
Write on the frost, or something, -
Good news crystal salt,
The shard will fall out of your hands.

Features of the destiny without learning,
I look like a field mouse
Runs a Site of his,
The gods of the projection is not a pity,
At the top is the star at the bottom – vestal,
And blood, like a flock of bullfinches...

Indeed, that pack Creek Yes Gaumont,
The Ghost broke up like it was broken
Ile damaged kaleidoscope,
Lead rings and hugs,
From the beginning of the gentle spell,
Like the reflection of owls and osprey. -

To whom Minerva is not the goddess? -
We worshipped clay, too.,
But the bird is the true symbol –
She coined the immortal,
And only the wisdom of inert
To destroy this tyranny –

What is invariable? - sound and word,
Music is more than a base,
Than Aphrodite, than wave of –
When we are perilous and cruel –
Gets forgotten on the stage,
Death distorts the names.

But also music-tuff and lava,
More important than oblivion-crossing,
The Bank,
Look, while you're at the oars,
Where you scored your age,
As looks angel-Blizzard.

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