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eu sou uma mulher
nós não éramos muitos
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
eu estou cantando-lhe
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
acima de e para baixo vai
quando você vier hoje à noite
qual se mantem
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
passado unrelenting do thou
até sua janela da câmara
dê-me a fome
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos

 



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