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teen love poem

três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
não gire sua cabeça
este é o navio da pérola
felicidade
eu estou cantando-lhe
sabe uma liberação barata
desolado e solitário
lá pela janela na casa velha

 



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