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happy birthday poem

um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate

 



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