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short love poem

deve ir para trás, disse
a escuridão rola para cima
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
levantado dos mortos
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
uma vez este turf macio
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
eu estive

 



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