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Jun 13
I'm getting my gold tonight
I want to bribe your soul
Knock! So let me in
So I can get my hopes high

Theory in practice
experience's first time
I'm years into months
but with instinct as my enemy

Intelligence, compassion, attention
poor ***** going by
poor humans living around
don't forget the locker next time

but they keep on trying
the condition rising
and a morning coffee
2007
Henrique Sanchez
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Henrique Sanchez
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