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thanksgiving poem

behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
eu estive pelo casement aberto
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
eu não pray para a paz
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
todos tragam os anos

 



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