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slam poetry

há qualquer um lá
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
algum queixou-se ao mestre
eu vou minha maneira complacently
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
agite
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
era uma oysterman novo alto
vivido pelo river-side

 



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