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thank you poem

era não para esse cheiro singular
cidade que não é uma cidade
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
e assim vai
era uma beleza nos dias
deixe-nos plantar
paredes e enorme elevados
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
assim perdido
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
era muitas e muito um ano há
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
eu quero saber onde você vive

 



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