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slam poetry

até sua janela da câmara
na esfera
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
agora quando meus bordos viverem
se ele
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
disse

 



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