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baby poem

eu disse
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
têm você não ouvido
em possa
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
e pão do breaketh mais
nós não éramos muitos
eu sou fevered

 



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