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baby shower poem

eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
as estrelas caíram do heaven
cai aqui nenhuma luz
você diz que você me ama
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
eu sou velho e cego
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
eu estou morrendo
e assim vai
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
os poetas dizem
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
era muitas e muito um ano há

 



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