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sad love poem

eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
năo esteja irritado com mim
os dias melancólicos vieram
alguns dos hurts que vocę se curou
sob a folha dusky do laurel
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta

 



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