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Boys Around Me

A Poem

clouds disappear except the ones like cigars
they don’t wanna go anywhere
this will last forever they say to each other
while others condensate or drift to Brazil-l-l

my boys around me boys running beside me
thank you in our cries-s-s, and ready for a high night
get me a nebulosity you say, s’il vous plait
a peppy horn in a…



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