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gothic poetry

minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
e ainda andaram sobre
na esfera
era uma beleza nos dias
com o por do sol
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
quem é o corredor nos céus
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
sombras voadas que varrem perto

 



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