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life poem

a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
traga-me a canção macia
eu sou velho e cego
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
sabe uma liberação barata
ido antes de nós
macio como a cama na terra
os céus que eram ashen e sober
porque assim sad meu encantador?
alguns dos hurts que você se curou

 



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