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eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
vivido pelo river-side
splendor doce
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
era muitas e muito um ano há
através do peito aching da terra larga
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite

 



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