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broken heart poem

doce e forte
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
com alegria e maravilha
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
pela costa, pelo mar
splendor doce
paredes e enorme elevados
olhar além
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida

 



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