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poderíamos nós mas para saber
nunca em toda minha vida
o prado estava rastejando
eu vi a primeira pera
ame-me no último, ou se você não
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
são você acordado?
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
nós colocamos
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor

 



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