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happy birthday poem

passado unrelenting do thou
sadly falando
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
traga-me a canção macia
cai aqui nenhuma luz
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
levantado dos mortos
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
em seus regimentals ásperos

 



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