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velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
agora que eu lhe esfriei
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
com os olhos meek, marrons
eu estive pelo casement aberto
completamente dos rasgos
em seus regimentals ásperos
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta

 



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