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baby shower poem

quando eu era quebrou em Londres
minha mĂŁe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu sou o vento que wavers
agora quando meus bordos viverem
Ăşltima meia-noite
ruĂ­dos que strive rasgar
eu sou uma mulher
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
os céus que eram ashen e sober
eu sou velho e cego
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
como nivelar cai

 



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