When the stars choose to fall on my shoulder, I happen to cross with the gods and shine in the dark. Aphrodite has mountains and rivers. She escapes from the moon and falls into the deep sea. The God of love is not attached to the utopia that the world yearns for. The sun twinkles like stars on the sea and buries her body. People shed tears and tears, wearing masks that can easily fall off shows hypocrisy. Silver daggers pierce into the body of robins, blood spurts out, drowns in the sea again, music plays, falls to the ground, strangles conscience, and no one knows death. Evil takes root, puppets break free, proclaims the existence of prophecy, desire to break the rules and occupy the fairy tale town before it collapses. Christians are crucified, bodies float on the sea, church bells ring, blood donation paves the way for homicide cases, sweet words pile up the altar, and Alfred is pushed up, her mouth spits smoke and turns into a crown to crown her. Aphrodite's fiery red rose bush burned most of the sky, and the fool only knew how to scream and twist into Munch's "scream" and the drift of God.<br>
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