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break up poem

musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
truely
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
flores dos bebês
eu sou velho e cego
doubtless eu recordo ainda
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
em sua barraca guardada
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
era o outono do ano
eu vi-o uma vez antes
para então without
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos

 



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