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birthday poem

eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
era uma beleza nos dias
felicidade
você é meu companheiro
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
rosas e ouro
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eu espero-o
três anos há hoje
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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