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Some Summer Nights

Some summer night The summer night is hot you can see the flames of hell, acrid smoke and soot through the open window. In the interior of the house, a primal scream two wriggling bodies try to produce an offspring who will grow up and be like them and die like them? But not before it has tasted love, a seed of humanity. Then sinking back underground, spent, forgotten in the mass-grave of boredom decorated with flowers that radiate deaths to come. The Tasmanian tiger howls to the moon and forever vanishes into an ancient forest, While werewolves’ sways to a Mexican dirge

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