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love friendship poem

para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
vinho velho a beber
acima de e para baixo vai
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
truely
eu quero saber onde você vive
bonito
era uma beleza nos dias
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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