Cierta Duda

Gathered art they in his interest:
Non-deflowered heifer and gold plate,
Silver bowls carressed with glowing triplets,
Woods and chaff attending at their fate.
Beating,cutting and burning is the priest,
Watching,chanting were the theist:
And he'd stood their watching their acts,
Perhaps they're unwilling,he would leave before their start.
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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