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african american poetry

o ar é como uma borboleta
simplicity
sobre o rio, no monte
última meia-noite
eu sei não onde
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
eu estou morrendo
gloom
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
receoso não mais, eu digo
temos nós nenhum shame?
de nossos lugares escondidos

 



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