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daughter poem

do sol nem das estrelas
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
em seus regimentals ásperos
glass-blower do tempo
desolado e solitário
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
os céus que eram ashen e sober
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
vinho velho a beber
em setembro

 



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