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wedding poem

são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
sadly falando
felicidade
era uma oysterman novo alto
macio como a cama na terra
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
eu vi-o uma vez antes
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
em sua barraca guardada
ame-me no último, ou se você não
aflija-se não para o invisível


 



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