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life poem

sad săo que sabem năo o amor
com o por do sol
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
havia um momento em anos anteriores
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
dę-me a fome
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
a terra mantem algum ir da vibraçăo
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia

 



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