Dynamics of Apparent Void

The remains of August,
31-2016 (7:51 PM)
(By Zenom - The Prince of the Poets)

Sewage from Mauritius of Nassau!
The reluctant San Francisco is already dead.
I-bonfire of Santa Maria,
Tea of ground vine, jagube-mariri.
Leaves, flowers and buds ...
She, 16 years of solitude.
Gold Black-silver, ivory.
Of the precious stones, none is Paraíba, neon tourmaline:
I-immortal, diamond body.
I-Adamantine.
In that state of Smirnoff the night was over.
Jade Dragons Remained
And a Rococo Jedi, drunk in the Baroque.
I-Yagé: You, they and tomorrow,
Anxious for countless spells today,
And the Wheel of Fortune at full Vayus and lungs.
Hari Om Tat Purusaya!
Om Namo Narayanaya!
Om Namah Shivaya!

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