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cowboy poetry

eu vi a primeira pera
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
sabe uma liberação barata
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
cai aqui nenhuma luz
fraco-é voada a canção
eu não queimo nenhum incense

 



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