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baby poem

meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
talvez
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
a fragrância veio
olhar além
o céu

 



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