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mother poem

a luz retirada
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
gloom
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
eu moldei o mundo
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
splendor doce
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
sob a lua da colheita
a escuridão

 



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