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teenage love poem

eu resido na montanha da tabela
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
caras bonitas, tragical
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
material da lua
seu cabelo bonito
diga-me não
olhar além

 



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