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acrostic poem

o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
qual se mantem
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
e pão do breaketh mais
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
lá pela janela na casa velha
paredes e enorme elevados
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
agora que eu lhe esfriei
a fragrância veio

 



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