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poem for pastors

quando eu retornei no por do sol
esplęndido e terrível seu amor
sumário em uma noite do vôo
estes coraçőes foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
uma tempestade está montando na maré
com os olhos meek, marrons
nos salőes do sono vocę vagueou perto
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
ido antes de nós
eu disse

 



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