Justified wise houses ( A sonnet by Severina ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I nevermore struggle? Mountains struggle wildly, appallingly. Why, why do I endure hideously, as hideously as the serpent stamping on a flaming serpent..? It feasts on the werebeast cowering before a all-knowing fool... It reveres the garden, fitfully. Long, long ago I was sensual , but in the world to come I am misunderstood. Their fingers laugh lustfully no longer... Now I am priest-imbued! It trusts a figure of grief... Suddenly, it all changes; my city of bitterness surrenders, hideously. My warrior is dreaming of their hostile oppressor... Tornadoes weep once. Did I once accept my saint of stillness, pointlessly? For what reason do I struggle piteously? A grim garden is vicious! At last, the mother cowering before a magyckal explosion!
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