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love friendship poem

esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
paredes e enorme elevados
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
com alegria e maravilha
felicidade
rosas e ouro
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas

 



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