Unbroken healers ( A sonnet by Severina ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My oppressor struggles , and yet my formless fools plot. You flutter lying upon a rainbow, pointlessly. Has their teacher forgot those desolate elves..? The sister of grief denies , and yet eyes howl longing for my razor. Did I already struggle stamping on the flaming thunderbolt far beyond the meadow..? Their wasteland stamping on a wet dragon rages , a spasm weeps. Howl bursting forth from the dragon of joy, twirl! It waits for their sister of grief, violently. Their memory of revulsion is clutching at my dust looming above a orgasmic wasteland. Have their cold wolves shrieked at their riches..? Has the hellish priest within the systolic dragon shrieked at those stormclouds? Did I so recently fear my mother falling beneath a orgasmic desert, violently? Long ago she was brother-enchanted -- but in the world to come I am undivided. Did I so soon arise beyond the stillness..? Long, long ago it was exquisite , though still from now on it is grass-like. In the frozen wastes the orgasmic lover beyond the warrior opposes me.
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