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friend poem

tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
receoso não mais, eu digo
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
eu moldei o mundo
eu sou fevered
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
lá pela janela na casa velha
sabe uma liberação barata
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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