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erotic poetry

é ido
os céus que eram ashen e sober
mundo que muda sob minha mão
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
em e sobre
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
muito bem, você liberais
tempestade
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
esse ano
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
um pensamento doce solemn
eu vi-o uma vez antes

 



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