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halloween poem

eu sou uma mulher
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
mil anos silenciosos há
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu ganhei a raça
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
vontade você glimmer no mar?
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá

 



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