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baby poem

irmăo, eu sou fogo
dę-me
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
as sombras dos navios
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
doubtless eu recordo ainda
qual se mantem
com o por do sol
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous

 



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