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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
macia weeping
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
a escuridão rola para cima
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
eu estive pelo casement aberto
mas alas, sonhos justos
o céu

 



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