I narrowed the gap while I squeezed inward ... and my entrails painted veins rabies by a beautiful black tie.
II
The really absurd is to live life thinking ... while the sun dry my body.
III
Hunger chewed the lake ... a little salt, some sugar and still tastes like tar.
IV
The more I think ... unless I am.
V
walk with hands on the floor ... the heart in his pocket and adjusted the neck strap.
VI
The curtain goes up, I get a dwarf,
the curtain falls, the coffee stick out your tongue.
The curtain goes up, the clown gives me a check,
the curtain, I apologize overdraft.
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