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poem for pastors

há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
quando eu retornei no por do sol
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu estive pelo casement aberto
deixe-me ser sad
uma tempestade está montando na maré
os dias hypocritic
gloom
a noite era preta e drear
e pão do breaketh mais
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
e ainda andaram sobre
não seja falso

 



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