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não permaneça não mais
eu vi com olhos abertos
eu encho este copo
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
qual se mantem
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
havia um momento em anos anteriores
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear

 



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