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love poem

eu sou o vento que wavers
balançado no berço do profundo
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
vinho velho a beber
faça exame de meus bracelets
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
sol e vento e batida do mar
eu não pray para a paz
as canções velhas
em todas as coisas não faladas de
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá

 



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