Tongue dagger

Now the tongue dagger praises the killer We do what God creates Then one night my eyes go out Then one morning the window dies A covenant of faithfulness lives on in the evening The empty tent mourns the loneliness The world of Ho is in the population of the arrested We used to hear the chain make a noise What kind of soil does not cling to the foot? What a mother who separates her children Now appear from this circle, O Naqah rider Since when does Basti pray to meet you?

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