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wedding poem

f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
a algum os deuses gordos
uma vida na onda do oceano
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
eu estou cantando-lhe
com os olhos meek, marrons
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
os poetas dizem
as canções velhas

 



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