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birthday poem

há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
quem ama a chuva
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
arched a inundação
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
alguns dias mais ventosos
todos tragam os anos
para trás, gire para trás
são você acordado?
não seja falso

 



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