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cowboy poetry

passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
ainda treze anos
carrinho aqui por meu lado
eu não pray para a paz
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
dê-me a fome
cara esposa
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol

 



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