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wedding poetry

eu sou velho e cego
sob a folha dusky do laurel
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
agora que eu lhe esfriei
eu ganhei a raça
na esfera
a escuridăo rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
alguns dias mais ventosos

 



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