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Hernan Silenus

just before the blood turned black
playing a last game with the old brown queen
PeterPan stopped being teen
forgotten of the shade he sewed to the feet
taking as a pillow the wild wind
swearing in vein his sold future for coward...
always forward
until the future melts in his milky route
towards the village of the children in dust

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