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break up poem

uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
era não para esse cheiro singular
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
eu sou uma mulher
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
sombras voadas que varrem perto
eu não pray para a paz
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
mulher boa
o que mim lhe devem
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
diga-me não

 



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