Equal! you cried for us, the daughters born
and those to come who were born and grew
and again
dressed women. It was just a game
-founded, in part, from the altars
-marked by the ticking of watches
hands and going around, like a heart turned
tachycardia and colleagues rose-rose-
minor degree because of lack of menstruation
that innovates cells in each cycle.
left the blood, a sheet:
the impression of a season full of grain but
salt to the sorrow
the lack of hugs to little children
-No, there is guilt, there was no time -
passions for women stifled
-No, there is guilt, there was no time - for having taken a step
unnatural
-No, there is guilt, there was no support for TV-
framing
good manager, good professionals,
good policies, good academic
beautiful actresses, beautiful asses, nice tits
Belle, Belle, Belle
while the beautiful snubbed
- we were not one body
or confuse me? - there is so faded
, in a period that lasted the rest of the
a sparrow on a gate. The time to get
glasses and disappeared.
Odyssey - A VI - No. 4-March-April 2009 p.4
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