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Pear horse.
Lubomir Tomik
The pear horse clipped its ears and
he stomped me to the ground.
Before you say „black“
I was compost.
The roots grew through the flesh,
they clawed their way up the throat.
The pink lady entered the brain,
she rubbed against the sinews of the vessels and smelled.
-Here . – she said
and we both blossomed.
Pear horse
gallops to the heavens
pears in a bathrobe
You,
in pyjamas.
well, well, well
pear horse,
rips the orchard,
The sun rises.
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Mp3 (.mp3)
Duration
1:05.501
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32000.0 Hz
Bitrate
96 kbps
Channels
Stereo
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