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pumpkin poem

se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
eu espero-o
não se aflija que sobre
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
duas fileiras dos repolhos
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente

 



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