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sad love poem

eu sou uma mulher
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
ame-me no último, ou se você não
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
de nossos lugares escondidos
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
um olhar é mas um raio
eu disse

 



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