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poem for pastors

têm você não ouvido
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
e com o pássaro humming
na esfera
flores dos bebês
completamente dos rasgos
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
ao longo de um river-side
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
mundo que muda sob minha mão
bonito
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado

 



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