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…h.
When I opened the door
I saw Death like a pimp.
He was perfumed velvet with one tilt of my head;
may I declare my love noble?
He was moldy rags with another;
must I declare my love a sin?

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Pablo Pereyra
Pablo Pereyra

Written by Pablo Pereyra

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Finding inspiration in movement. Searching for identity.

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