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sorry poem

caído assim
existir da cisne
faça exame de meus bracelets
a noite era preta e drear
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
para então without
em possa
diz de épocas velhas boas
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
desolado e solitário
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
renove a visão do prazer
ao longo dos bancos

 



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