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Lupercalia
The last lament before Its blood is shed on the altar, the last laugh before they surrender themselves to the wildest passion. The last howl to the moon on the lonely hill, the last sign with the whip on her pale skin before running wildly into the night. Poem (C): Me “Lupercalia” (C): Andrea Camassei All the rights of the images, effects and GIF belong to their respective owners.…