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poem for pastors

dê-me
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
são você vivo?
na meia-noite
simplesmente falando
esta é a canção da juventude
o que era ele os motores ditos
a luz retirada
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
os poetas dizem
desolado e solitário
sabe uma liberação barata

 



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