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halloween poem

mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
deus
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
têm você não ouvido
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb

 



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