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Gunpowder

A season in hell
does not enable anyone
for that dream vacation
in Paradise...

Non-appreciators
forgive me, but
my Vodka, when
is not in circulation
in my organism
it's very quiet
in the freezer...

Drugs for what?
The truth is so harsh
in the morning, as much as
it was before falling asleep.
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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