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Greed

I dream a scene of a baby falling asleep having sucked a pair of breasts resembling two pomegranates weighing ten kgs; I desire a blue sky unadulterated by vulture-like coquettishly killing planes; and, o my Love, I bear the inborn greed to stare at you in the open corridor of life by sitting thousand years together.

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