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love poem

em seu vôo
você recorda
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
última meia-noite
eu disse
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu tive um medo em minha vida
acima de e para baixo vai
eu não queimo nenhum incense
deve ir para trás, disse
fora do mar sparkling
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora

 



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