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sad love poem

o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
sob a lua da colheita
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
splendor doce
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
escute

 



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