1. "he has my wings
    with the power of thirteen crows."
    lost parts of my body
    aching in pain, in uncontrollable violence
    of love,
    and in the deep, warm silence of your thoughts
    making the demons ache
    my name, my soul, the late night rumblings
    are creating new wounds by my arrows
    in the empty rooms of your mind
    but I heard how the seventh sky
    called your name
    and made the children love
    hot summer nights.
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