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christmas poem

através do peito aching da terra larga
eu estou morrendo
em setembro
doce e forte
em seu vôo
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
filhas do tempo
a festa real foi feita
lá pela janela na casa velha
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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