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sad poetry

sombras voadas que varrem perto
levantado dos mortos
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
você é meu companheiro
quem estará nomeando o vento
na meia-noite
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
eu estou morrendo
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes

 



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