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erotic poem

todos quiet ao longo do potomac
glass-blower do tempo
alguns dias mais ventosos
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
sadly falando
o mestre de destinies humanos Ă© mim
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
eu nĂŁo queimo nenhum incense
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
com o por do sol
vinho velho a beber
o ar Ă© como uma borboleta
pouca porta foi alcançada no último

 



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