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footprint poem

a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
eu encho este copo
rosas e ouro
eu sou velho e cego
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
e ainda andaram sobre
existir da cisne
ao longo dos bancos
todo meu amor para meu doce
o que era ele os motores ditos
porque

 



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