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african american poetry

a noite era preta e drear
eu vi-o uma vez antes
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
calma como que segundo verão
têm você ouvido
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu amei uma mulher
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem

 



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