ma sí
lluvia de estrellas
sol de madrugada
hate small bullets
distress because you are not stupid so there
million tiny tiny strokes
constant
surely drop as China
torture and injustice to the weak
pedaling a bicycle wind
against cold
wheels came
jump ring is still on the red box to put
laundry there begins my question
mondo bongo dance on the green
magritte rears its light between the leaves and
wonder why what
by mondo bongo
end without Brad Pitt
drums and accordions and violins
sunrises sunsets would have called horacio
mondo bongo
I close my eyes and give more laps laps
sea sickness sea
a guru give me response?
crazy! dogs bark you!
'll remember your mother
when miss!
for whom life is to juana
waiting in the belly of ludmila?
for which it was long and skinny like his father
? Mondo bongo
if you knew what I did
if you knew if you knew
venasabiertasdientesapretadoslágrimacaliente
sonrisadeimbécildehabervencidocortadacortada
eldolordelasangrequesecaeyensuciaelpastocomo
elsoretedelagataquecagóelimonerosomethingthere
puedoseguireh?teacordásdecantandobajolalluviaes
toesbailandobajolasangreyaquiénleimportaría
a vos?
no te creo
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