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teenage love poem

mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
olhar além
mundo que muda sob minha mão
para trás, gire para trás
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
o que era ele os motores ditos
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
você está desobstruído

 



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