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nature poem

a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
ame-me no último, ou se você não
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
fraco-é voada a canção
mundo que muda sob minha mão
traga-me a canção macia
eu sei não onde
o alvorecer era verde maçã
composto do loveliness sozinho
têm você não ouvido

 



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