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sex poem

veio fazer exame de me pela mão
estes sejam
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
irmão, eu sou fogo
eu quero saber onde você vive
um pensamento doce solemn
diz de épocas velhas boas
têm você andar visto através da vila
temos nós nenhum shame?
a noite era preta e drear
agite
diga-me
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia

 



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