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halloween poetry

algum queixou-se ao mestre
a festa real foi feita
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
melhore do que o granito
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
eu sou fevered
a fragrância veio
eu vou minha maneira complacently
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
a escuridão rola para cima
eu sou uma mulher

 



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