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wedding poem

se eu souber o narrow uma prisăo é amor
um olhar é mas um raio
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
a noite era preta e drear
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
era năo para esse cheiro singular
glass-blower do tempo
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas

 



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