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friendship poem

eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
há uma hora do descanso calmo
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
em sua barraca guardada
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
e pão do breaketh mais
nunca em toda minha vida
porque assim sad meu encantador?
trançado e tecido
ido antes de nós

 



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