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suicide poem

velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
sabe uma liberação barata
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
e nse
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
melhore do que o granito
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
eu amei uma mulher
você é meu companheiro

 



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