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thank you poem

no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
eu não pray para a paz
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
a festa real foi feita
são você acordado?
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
dentro de minha mão eu prendo

 



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