She was among Romas and the people of Rome
some time ago.
The coast was near.
The day finally darkened.
From caves and more
they came out to play
addicted to play
mature.
She stopped the car
blue as a movie
cause she was a woman of reality.
What?
Politics and films and writing for papers.
Now she was bad as ever.
The way thunder speeding goes.
A silhouette
paid for by: controlling systems
emerged
The bullet hit
She hit the car
The light of Rome flickering.
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