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um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
o mais saddest do ano
eu encho este copo
eighty anos passaram, e mais
os céus que eram ashen e sober
são você vivo?
eu sei não onde
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
esta é a canção da juventude
a luz retirada
eu vi com olhos abertos
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro

 



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