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short friendship poem

há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
a escuridão rola para cima
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
eu estive
e com o pássaro humming
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
qual se mantem
dê-me

 



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