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baby shower poem

eu estive pelo casement aberto
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
a festa real foi feita
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
através do peito aching da terra larga
como uma vela branca
existir da cisne

 



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