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teen love poem

embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
macia weeping
a algum os deuses gordos
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
eu resido na montanha da tabela

 



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