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cowboy poetry

dentro de minha mão eu prendo
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
ao longo dos bancos
a escuridão
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
para então without
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
duas fileiras dos repolhos

 



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