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love poem

há um país completamente do vinho
o mais saddest do ano
a fragrância veio
eu encho este copo
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras

 



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