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na terra silenciosa
para então without
são você vivo?
como ela
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
através do peito aching da terra larga
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
até sua janela da câmara
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
há uma hora do descanso calmo

 



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