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erotic poem

era uma beleza nos dias
o mais saddest do ano
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
alguns dias mais ventosos
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
não esteja irritado com mim
como ela
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst

 



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