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good bye poem

agora que eu lhe esfriei
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
do assoalho ao teto
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
para trás, gire para trás
nós que estiveram
havia um momento em anos anteriores
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
com os olhos meek, marrons

 



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