not forget the work of the simplicity the male
not forget the screams of complexation
or that I could fuck the living
me I could not fuck me.
because I can not forget
cling to it as a certainty
and without looking down
ask who are here who are ill jar
degenerates who are here
who lives here
which he tries.
is not forgotten and
memory which keeps me alert
he avoids roads order of God
submission
male
and away the doubt that
child I was struck on the balconies
who interrogated me for years
and I walked away from the tops
and people .
If you jump?
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