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dark poetry

minha măe ensinou-me que cada noite
talvez
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
short e doce, e nós viemos ŕ extremidade dela
doce e forte
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
quem é o corredor nos céus
eu năo pray para a paz
as sombras dos navios
eu vi a primeira pera

 



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