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urdu poetry

esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
lá pela janela na casa velha
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
última meia-noite
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
você diz que você me ama

 



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