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sorry poem

ainda treze anos
última meia-noite
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
dê-me
ao lado de um campo stricken
flores dos bebês
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
mil anos silenciosos há
nós que estiveram

 



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