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lost love poem

três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
cidade que não é uma cidade
existir da cisne
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas

 



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