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todos tragam os anos
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
faça exame de meus bracelets
com os olhos meek, marrons
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
porque
eighty anos passaram, e mais
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras

 



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