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minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu ganhei a raça
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
você diz que você me ama
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
eu disse
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
eu vi a primeira pera

 



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