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sad love poem

homem frio stern
na esfera
caras bonitas, tragical
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
eu ganhei a raça
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
melancolia, azul era
ido antes de nós
há uma hora do descanso calmo
nunca em toda minha vida

 



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