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julho 28, 2009
Palindrome
There should be an answer in my mother tongue
To an old glorified problem no one ever solved
Unininspiration should prevent me from going this far
I, bold and sweaty palms would destroy my own dawn
As such, there would be no awakening or death
Exaggeration should entice the beast in my soul
Shape is content, wrapped in absurdity, must go on!
Publicado por inquilino às julho 28, 2009 08:33 PM