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halloween poetry

pensamentos através de minha cabeça
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
paredes e enorme elevados
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
nós não éramos muitos
nunca em toda minha vida
este é o arsenal
flores dos bebês
eu não pray para a paz
escuro-eyed

 



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