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XAMÃS
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Morrer em frente à cerveja
em frente ao jornal
vultos no corredor
D. Sebastião
de espada na mão
o tédio enlouquece
mata a canção.
A. Pedro Ribeiro.
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ODE A JIM MORRISON
UMA CAMBADA DE "ARTISTAS"
A COBRA
WHISKY A GO GO
Morrer em frente à cervejaem frente ao jornalvulto...
ESPÍRITO (PARA IAN CURTIS)
SHE'S LOST CONTROL
SEM TÍTULO
A CELEBRAÇÃO
ALIVE SHE CRIED
About Me
A. Pedro Ribeiro
Sou poeta, de tendências anarquistas, autor dos livros "Fora da Lei", "Declaração de Amor ao Primeiro-Ministro", "Queimai o Dinheiro", entre outros. Procuro a liberdade livre.
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