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poem for pastors

havia um strangeness em seus bordos
sob a lua da colheita
completamente dos rasgos
eu quero saber Ă s vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
escuro-eyed
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
fala nĂŁo bem
o corpo pode confinar
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
algum queixou-se ao mestre
o que era ele os motores ditos

 



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