The words birds of prey

 Evil imbecility. The Restored One. With its built-in image itself. Within the womb of the corrupted womb of life ferments true waiting there. Hide the word. “Just title” mislead the word: itself and its possible multiple interpretation. All your vicissitudes. In their tumultuous affairs of the tongues of meat. And its four emotional seasons. He is impious in his vicissitudes of words, always treacherous. Gift of intention. Words without uterine brothers do not share inheritance among them seduced by the vile greed of the verb. They threw their hands away from them. As long as death lasts.