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teenage love poem

perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu vi que o deus vocĂŞ a duvida?
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
caĂ­do assim
e assim vai
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
o mais saddest do ano
o movimento do seu corpo Ă© como a mĂşsica
glass-blower do tempo
deus
doubtless eu recordo ainda
vivido pelo river-side
muito bem, vocĂŞ liberais

 



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