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erotic poem

não se aflija que sobre
três anos há hoje
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
ruídos que strive rasgar
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
onde deva mim encontre-o
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
para a verdade, para o amor

 



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