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sad love poem

como uma vela branca
fala não bem
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
melancolia, azul era
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
dê-me
assim perdido

 



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