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sad poem

o sol está acima
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
fraco-é voada a canção
nós colocamos
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
sob a folha dusky do laurel
última meia-noite
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu não queimo nenhum incense
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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