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friendship poem

um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
como um homem despido mim vai
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
estourou o vinho feroz
os poetas dizem
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho

 



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