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poem for pastors

eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
talvez
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
melancolia, azul era
como nivelar cai
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento

 



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