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wedding poetry

e nse
pela ponte rude
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
para trás, gire para trás
aflija-se não para o invisível
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
eu não queimo nenhum incense
pouca porta foi alcançada no último

 



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