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poem for dad

quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
levantado dos mortos
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
os céus que eram ashen e sober

 



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