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father poem

uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
sabe uma liberação barata
deus
sob a lua da colheita
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
há qualquer um lá
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
apenas agora
se ele
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
deve ir para trás, disse
não há nenhum escape pelo rio

 



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