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sex poem

os poetas dizem
um pássaro cantou
eu sou o vento que wavers
conseqĂĽentemente eu nĂŁo posso
eu amo minha vida, mas nĂŁo demasiado bem
eu moldei o mundo
os prayers brancos pequenos
e enquanto nĂłs andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
alguns dias mais ventosos
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
ao longo dos bancos
o ar Ă© como uma borboleta

 



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