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love poem

cara esposa
eu sou velho e cego
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
para a verdade, para o amor
algum queixou-se ao mestre
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
macia agora a luz do dia
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
do sol nem das estrelas
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear

 



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