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baby shower poem

a noite era preta e drear
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
nunca em toda minha vida
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
uma tempestade está montando na maré
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
sob a folha dusky do laurel
melancolia, azul era
simplesmente falando
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se

 



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