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christmas poem

o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
gloom
as sombras dos navios
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
a escuridão rola para cima
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
o ar é como uma borboleta
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
você diz que você me ama

 



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