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funeral poem

sobre o rio beckon a mim
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
material da lua
eu sou uma mulher
antes do saint de bronze solemn
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
eu quero saber onde você vive
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
e ainda andaram sobre
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você

 



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