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broken heart poem

a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
eu detestei-o
macio como a cama na terra
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz

 



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