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eu não queimo nenhum incense
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
eu sei não onde
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
macia agora a luz do dia
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
macia weeping
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
eu detestei-o

 



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