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love poem

quietamente, com reverance, no awe
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
a neve sussurra sobre mim
duas fileiras dos repolhos
disse
as cançőes velhas

 



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