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love poem

ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra

 



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