Rarotonga
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Rarotonga
Rarotonga died,
I saw her die,
I saw her recently,
"make me yours every Tuesday"
That night I found her
selling her love,
in the underground train
where I travel daily.
Rarotonga approached
very close to me
something strange is happening here
it's the concrete jungle.
Rarotonga died,
I saw her die,
I saw her recently,
"make me yours every Tuesday"