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poem for dad

como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
ao lado de um campo stricken
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
se eu for muito certo
truely
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eu prendo seu coração
eu verei uma estrela hoje Ă  noite
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
eu vi a primeira pera

 



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