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sad love poem

quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
temos nós nenhum shame?
como águias na elevação ascendente
uma pena do aço
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eu sou fevered
era não para esse cheiro singular

 



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