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sad poem

quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
nós que estiveram
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
glass-blower do tempo

 



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