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poem for pastors

havia um strangeness em seus bordos
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
eu sou uma mulher
através do peito aching da terra larga
agora quando meus bordos viverem
uma vez este turf macio
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos

 



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