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erotic poem

um pensamento doce solemn
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
minha măe ensinou-me que cada noite
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
eu moldei o mundo
nas manhăs nuvem-cinzentas
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble

 



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