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short friendship poem

quem ama a chuva
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
quem é o corredor nos céus
completamente dos rasgos
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
acima dos prados ricos com milho
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
na meia-noite
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
escute o mar soando

 



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