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father poem

os céus que eram ashen e sober
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
havia um momento em anos anteriores
as estrelas caíram do heaven
o sol está acima
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
na terra silenciosa
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
dê-me
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
quando eu era um menino na faculdade

 



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