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religious poem

ruídos que strive rasgar
ame-me no último, ou se você não
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
este é o arsenal
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
macio como a cama na terra
o corpo pode confinar
simplicity
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
trançado e tecido
truely
e meu nome é truthful

 



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