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poem for dad

sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
na esfera
os poetas dizem
do assoalho ao teto
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
o prado estava rastejando
você diz que você me ama
desolado e solitário
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu estive
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas

 



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