She put her wounded flesh in the water
Her face did not seem to change
Gaze nailed in vacuum
Then I realized she was addicted to pain
Where,
Near the wild solitude of the woods
Next to the corpses and the noise of battle,
I realized what she was looking to love:
It was this wild obsession
The few moments of absolute calm
That made her to profligate
Over the dead bodies
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