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velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
o céu
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
vinho velho a beber
nós que estiveram
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
eu estive pelo casement aberto

 



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