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anniversary poem

a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
talvez
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
agite
como águias na elevação ascendente
irmão, eu sou fogo
mundo que muda sob minha mão
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo

 



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