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suicide poem

faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
lá pela janela na casa velha
se ele
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
têm você não ouvido
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
completamente dos rasgos
cidade que não é uma cidade
dê-me a fome
no porto de york novo
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras

 



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