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teenage love poem

uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
as canções antigas
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
alguns dias mais ventosos
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
última meia-noite
a neve sussurra sobre mim
uma milha atrás

 



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