The pomegranate rind
hollow of seeds
polluting sands
with times of needs
honeyed-blood juices
stain golden arms
blushing newlywed
of rivulets harm
The pomegranate rind
hollow of seeds
polluting sands
with times of needs
honeyed-blood juices
stain golden arms
blushing newlywed
of rivulets harm
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