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best love poem

conseqüentemente eu não posso
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
sol e vento e batida do mar
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
não esteja irritado com mim
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração

 



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