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footprint poem

quem ama a chuva
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
mil anos silenciosos há
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
nós que estiveram
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
temos nós nenhum shame?

 



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