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thank you poem

nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
não gire sua cabeça
é ido
a fragrância veio
disse
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você

 



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