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halloween poem

poderíamos nós mas para saber
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
para trás, gire para trás
eu sou velho e cego
dê-me a fome
estes sejam
mil anos silenciosos há
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
como um homem despido mim vai
bonito
há qualquer um lá

 



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