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broken heart poem

nós não éramos muitos
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
agora que eu lhe esfriei
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
na esfera
eu moldei o mundo
sobre o rio, no monte
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
alguns dias mais ventosos
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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