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urdu poetry

eu vi-o uma vez antes
eu vi com olhos abertos
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
eu sou velho e cego
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
eu prendo seu coração
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
duas fileiras dos repolhos
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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