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good bye poem

porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
flores dos bebês
como uma vela branca
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
doubtless eu recordo ainda
ao lado de um campo stricken
escute
o corpo pode confinar
havia um momento em anos anteriores

 



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