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broken heart poem

o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
o dia é feito
as canções antigas
três anos há hoje
em setembro
seu cabelo bonito
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
para trás, gire para trás
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
de nossos lugares escondidos
a agonia de ter demasiado poder

 



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