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as sombras dos navios
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
era uma oysterman novo alto
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
cara esposa
travails da terra
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
todos tragam os anos
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma Ă© athirst
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama

 



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