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fall poem

a algum os deuses gordos
eu sou uma mulher
mil anos silenciosos há
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
o mais saddest do ano
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
quem é o corredor nos céus
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
ame-me no último, ou se você não
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
uma tempestade está montando na maré

 



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