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funeral poem

as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
pela ponte rude
nĂŁo esteja irritado com mim
poderĂ­amos nĂłs mas para saber
truely
o corpo pode confinar
duas fileiras dos repolhos
rosas e ouro
na meia-noite
nunca em toda minha vida
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
uma vez este turf macio
filhas do tempo

 



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