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wedding poem

as verdades terríveis estes sejam
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
vinho velho a beber
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
no alvorecer, disse

 



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