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christmas poem

em sua barraca guardada
mil anos silenciosos há
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
deus
eu sou o vento que wavers
conseqĂĽentemente eu nĂŁo posso
estourou o vinho feroz
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
através do peito aching da terra larga
eu vi que o deus vocĂŞ a duvida?
eu vi com olhos abertos
nĂŁo esteja irritado com mim

 



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