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dark poetry

ainda treze anos
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
os céus que eram ashen e sober
macia weeping
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
as sombras dos navios
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
um pássaro cantou
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe

 



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