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i miss you poem

nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eu sei não onde
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
escute o mar soando
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
ruídos que strive rasgar
quem ama a chuva
uma tempestade está montando na maré
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
como uma vela branca

 



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