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suicide poem

a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
sob a folha dusky do laurel
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
se ele
um pássaro cantou
a fragrância veio
seu cabelo bonito
não há nenhum escape pelo rio

 



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