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good bye poem

o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
eu vi a primeira pera
os céus que eram ashen e sober
é frequentemente não assim?
material da lua
eu moldei o mundo
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
não do mundo largo do todo
em sua barraca guardada
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
dentro de minha mão eu prendo

 



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