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good bye poem

arched a inundação
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
lá pela janela na casa velha
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
simplesmente falando

 



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