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happy birthday poem

em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
apenas agora
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
raça elevado-carregada
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
era uma oysterman novo alto
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se

 



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