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halloween poem

apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
como águias na elevação ascendente
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
cai aqui nenhuma luz
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
você é meu companheiro
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
olhar além

 



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