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missing you poem

acima do sul na ruptura do dia
eu sou uma mulher
havia tręs no prado pelo ribeiro
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
quando eu for para trás ligar ŕ terra
năo seja falso
o sol está acima
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu vi que vocę hunched e tiritando nas pedras
a noite era preta e drear
todos tragam os anos

 



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