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i miss you poem

mundo que muda sob minha mão
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
o ar é como uma borboleta
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
os céus que eram ashen e sober
ao longo de um river-side
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
um pensamento doce solemn

 



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