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pumpkin poem

pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
levantado dos mortos
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas

 



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