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african american poetry

minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
quando eu retornei no por do sol
mil anos silenciosos há
não esteja irritado com mim
este é o navio da pérola
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
completamente dos rasgos
receoso não mais, eu digo
sobre o rio beckon a mim
três anos há hoje
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte

 



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