Indelicate es l que detesta el aspecto de sus ropas carnudas, -- la tela del vuelo cosida en el hueso, el vesture del esqueleto, la piel ni el pelo de la ropa ni, el capote del mal y de la desesperacin, el velo violados de largo por Caresses de la mano y el ojo. Con todo tal es mi unseemliness: Odio mi vestido epidrmico, la obscenidad de la sangre salvaje, los trapos de mi anatoma, y yo lo dispensara dispuesto con los avos falsos del sentido, de dormir immodestly, de un fantasma ms incarnadine y ms carnal.
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