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short funny poem

eu não pray para a paz
uma milha atrás
o alvorecer era verde maçã
um com você
eu sou uma mulher
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
a algum os deuses gordos
eu sou o vento que wavers
os céus que eram ashen e sober
e meu nome é truthful

 



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