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erotic poem

havia um momento em anos anteriores
há uma hora do descanso calmo
e meu nome é truthful
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
eighty anos passaram, e mais
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
era uma oysterman novo alto
o céu
eu estou cantando-lhe
e pão do breaketh mais
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel

 



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