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slam poetry

não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
e assim vai
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
homem frio stern
eu estive
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
lá pela janela na casa velha
eu sou o vento que wavers
vinho velho a beber

 



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