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baby shower poem

a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
sobre o rio, no monte
acima dos prados ricos com milho
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
eu espero-o
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
cidade que não é uma cidade
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
as sombras dos navios

 



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