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love poem

que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
traga-me a cançăo macia
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
sob a lua da colheita
deixe-me ser sad

 



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