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Dissident
this fast city made of lead
is not the only answer
the truth is dangerous
having so many windows
if I escape I will be a thief
and sleep brokenly in the morning
Poemas sobre el tema: lead
Poemas sobre el tema «lead» en Poets.by.
Billionaire blues
lock into order in order to war
go after tar and oil
eat money
change into lead
O pain of my pain