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break up poem

mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
diz de épocas velhas boas
e nse
se eu for muito certo
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
eu moldei o mundo
e assim vai
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas

 



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