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short love poem

eu vi a primeira pera
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
os navios estăo encontrando-se na baía
deus
o céu
os céus que eram ashen e sober
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio

 



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