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best friend poem

há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
eu estive pelo casement aberto
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
o doce com fern e levantou-se
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
quem estará nomeando o vento

 



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