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friend poem

era não para esse cheiro singular
eu estive
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
macio como a cama na terra
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
rosas e ouro
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
as canções velhas
o sol está acima

 



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