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short love poem

eu fui acima e trago as ruas
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
cara esposa
veja, eles retornam
fala não bem
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia

 



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