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thanksgiving poetry

veja que eu me dou a você
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
eu penso d esplêndido justo
para trás, gire para trás
eu prendo seu coração
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
diz de épocas velhas boas

 



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