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pumpkin poem

quando eu era um menino na faculdade
na meia-noite
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
ido antes de nós
em seu vôo
balançado no berço do profundo
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
era não para esse cheiro singular
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
doubtless eu recordo ainda
existir da cisne
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
sabe uma liberação barata
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele

 



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