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macio como a cama na terra
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
a algum os deuses gordos
gloom
os prayers brancos pequenos
a neve sussurra sobre mim
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
deixe-nos plantar

 



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