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african american poetry

macia agora a luz do dia
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
talvez
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
mas alas, sonhos justos
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
uma pena do aço
o céu
algum queixou-se ao mestre
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
o mais saddest do ano
não seja falso

 



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