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sad love poem

três anos há hoje
têm você não ouvido
cão do gingham e o gato do calico
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
porque
quem estará nomeando o vento
última meia-noite
veja, desta moeda falsa dele

 



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