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friend poem

cidade que não é uma cidade
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
os poetas dizem
na esfera
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
eu moldei o mundo
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
dentro de minha mão eu prendo

 



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