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poem for pastors

quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
disse
poderíamos nós mas para saber
na esfera
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
eu tenho que dizer good-night
faça exame de meus bracelets
até sua janela da câmara
acima dos prados ricos com milho
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade

 



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