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sad love poem

nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
o céu
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
pouca porta foi alcançada no último

 



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