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wedding poem

com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
as canções antigas
a escuridão
algum queixou-se ao mestre
nunca em toda minha vida
nós colocamos
sabe uma liberação barata
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã

 



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