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broken heart poem

eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
em seu vôo
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
porque
a neve sussurra sobre mim
mas alas, sonhos justos
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu sou velho e cego
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas

 



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