Love was her field of skin
Scarlet flower Runaway fugitive paths lost. Thief roads prohibited Dreams of great storms Beaten skies and clouds. Love in the heart of greenery. She wore what she did not know who fought in it As a wing in combat Refrain from In cold fever. She said sometimes That may be so When love is fire And we have perjury For skin green Up hypoxia. Then she looked at you.
Being a woman in love or hypoxia
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