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christmas poem

simplesmente falando
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
os céus que eram ashen e sober
nĂŁo esteja irritado com mim
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
nas manhĂŁs nuvem-cinzentas
balançado no berço do profundo
eu moldei o mundo
de nossos lugares escondidos
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
acima dos prados ricos com milho
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
ao longo dos bancos

 



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