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teenage love poem

pouco parque que eu passo completamente
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
năo há nenhum escape pelo rio
quando uma açăo for feita para a liberdade
eu vi-o uma vez antes
estes coraçőes foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
levantado dos mortos
completamente dos rasgos
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
um olhar é mas um raio

 



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