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sorry poem

têm você não ouvido
fala não bem
homem frio stern
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu vi com olhos abertos
calma como que segundo verão
quem estará nomeando o vento
cara esposa
estourou o vinho feroz
o alvorecer era verde maçã

 



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