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friend poem

esse ano
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
flores dos bebês
desolado e solitário
os poetas dizem
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
paredes e enorme elevados
raça elevado-carregada

 



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