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TRASH Flowers born in the dark narcissus at the bathroom sunflowers at the kitchen roses at the bedroom poppies at the living room they grow up in the walls bloom in the ceiling rot on the ground then arrives the maid that piles

Avenida da República, I The Nick Cave's obsessions are also mine love God and death persistently walk along day's memory at the music's pace invented in the 9th floor of a building at Avenida da República where I hear sirens every

For Joaquim Evónio Dear Joaquim Evónio sometime ago I said to you "Writer of unbearable beauty your comet' shine scintillates among friends who want you in a spatial orbit" in "SonhoGrafias", 2000 then I didn't know that your comet's destiny would