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romantic poem

bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
ainda treze anos
apenas agora
e com o pássaro humming
truely
com o por do sol
era uma oysterman novo alto
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
em e sobre
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
tempestade
năo permaneça năo mais
a algum os deuses gordos

 



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