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religious poem

era no para esse cheiro singular
no esteja irritado com mim
mas alas, sonhos justos
na terra silenciosa
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
jogaram uma pedra, voc jogaram uma pedra
com os olhos meek, marrons
deixe um sustento da alegria voc
o relmpago piscou, e levantou
sobre o rio, no monte
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido

 



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