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wedding poem

tempestade
eu gosto d
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
eu resido na montanha da tabela
de nossos lugares escondidos
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras

 



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