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best friend poem

quando eu retornei no por do sol
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
poderĂ­amos nĂłs mas para saber
eu encho este copo
sol e vento e batida do mar
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
era uma oysterman novo alto

 



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