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father poem

ame-me no último, ou se você não
e pão do breaketh mais
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
alguns dias mais ventosos
bonito
desolado e solitário
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell

 



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