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concrete poetry

travails da terra
porque
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
não se aflija que sobre
não gire sua cabeça
receoso não mais, eu digo
teria mesmo seu gracejo
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
traga-me a canção macia
vinho velho a beber
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
você é bonito e desvanecido

 



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