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love poem quote

em seu vôo
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
cai aqui nenhuma luz
eu vi-o uma vez antes
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
trançado e tecido
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu

 



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