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poem for dad

ido antes de nós
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
o céu
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
diz de épocas velhas boas
melancolia, azul era
o dia é feito
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
um olhar é mas um raio
eu quero saber onde você vive

 



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