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eu estive
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
a algum os deuses gordos
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
o sol está acima
desolado e solitário
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
duas fileiras dos repolhos
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento

 



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