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pumpkin poem

a escuridão rola para cima
eu penso d esplêndido justo
você é bonito e desvanecido
em setembro
eu sou uma mulher
noite misteriosa
truely
o dia é feito
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
em e sobre
você recorda
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra

 



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