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poem for pastors

o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
caído assim
e nse
têm você não ouvido
as montanhas são povos silenciosos

 



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