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memorial poem

ao lado de um campo stricken
mil anos silenciosos há
cara esposa
poderíamos nós mas para saber
cidade que não é uma cidade
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
fora do mar sparkling
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
moonlight profundo e macio
deve ir para trás, disse
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã

 



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