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mother poem

eu espero-o
pôde tę-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
era năo para esse cheiro singular
desolado e solitário
nós colocamos
perguntam-me onde eu estive
a fragrância veio
no porto de york novo
esta é a cançăo da juventude
tręs anos há hoje
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
eu resido na montanha da tabela
glass-blower do tempo
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas

 



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