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sympathy poem

era não para esse cheiro singular
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
as sombras dos navios
mulher boa
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
deve ir para trás, disse
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
porque assim sad meu encantador?
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
calma como que segundo verão

 



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