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love poem

diz de épocas velhas boas
mundo que muda sob minha mão
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
raça elevado-carregada
diga-me
eu quero saber onde você vive
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu tenho que dizer good-night
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
eu tive um medo em minha vida

 



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