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pumpkin poem

eighty anos passaram, e mais
agora quando meus bordos viverem
se ele
gloom
flores dos bebês
muito bem, você liberais
onde deva mim encontre-o
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
aflija-se não para o invisível
todo meu amor para meu doce
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá

 



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