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life poem

quem ama a chuva
como uma vela branca
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
agora que eu lhe esfriei
material da lua
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
e meu nome é truthful
deixe um sustento da alegria você
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
você ouve a chuva?
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
a fragrância veio

 



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