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doce e forte
truely
olhar além
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
deixe-me ser sad
eu estive pelo casement aberto
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
agora quando meus bordos viverem
uma vez este turf macio
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
deus
era o outono do ano
o prado estava rastejando
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final

 



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