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sad love poem

um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
era uma oysterman novo alto
material da lua
em todas as coisas não faladas de
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
deve ir para trás, disse
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
cara esposa

 



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