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i plant my corn on the rocks it does not grow i plant my corn on fertile land it does not grow next time I plant i’ll start beyond i’ll start beyond the bread

my hands are dead turned yellow   i stand alone alone at the end of the road my open hands open at your door   my skull explodes explodes with hands and all my skull with my hands [...]

I when your soft flesh and bone fists finally gone blue beating marble walls why, yes those walls just vanished oh yes, josé afonso, what now? what now, as the soldiers still carry carry on their [...]