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life poem

veja que eu me dou a você
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
o dia é feito
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade

 



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