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meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
eu nĂŁo pray para a paz
três anos há hoje
do assoalho ao teto
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
o dia Ă© feito
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
filhas do tempo
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
um pensamento doce solemn
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
eu vi-o uma vez antes
com os olhos meek, marrons

 



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