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se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu tenho que dizer good-night
três anos há hoje
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
qual eu desejo observar
havia um momento em anos anteriores
todo meu amor para meu doce
glass-blower do tempo

 



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