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erotic poem

musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
eu não pray para a paz
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
em números mournful
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
os dias melancólicos vieram
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
temos nós nenhum shame?

 



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