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love poem

quando você vier hoje à noite
os céus que eram ashen e sober
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
eu estive
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
eu vi a primeira pera
em números mournful
não gire sua cabeça
os dias melancólicos vieram

 



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