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wedding poem

eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
noite misteriosa
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
cidade que não é uma cidade
escute o mar soando
e nse
quando você vier hoje à noite
vivido pelo river-side
eu vi a primeira pera
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril

 



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