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Crowded poetry [ ]
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2007-09-04
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Me, laying on your couch
You’re kissing my forehead
Let’s stay a while in bed
Do nothing else but touch
Smooth places in my heart,
all , loved by prince of sun
who’s such a lethal gun
In here’s a little crowd.
Of course, your coffee beans
My cup of tea and cigar
K’s, imogen, t-shirt, jeans
Your drawings on the wall.
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