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fall poem

em e sobre
alguns dias mais ventosos
receoso não mais, eu digo
três anos há hoje
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
quando você vier hoje à noite
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
você é meu companheiro
fala não bem
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
há um país completamente do vinho
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos

 



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