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poem for dad

do sol nem das estrelas
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
diga-me nĂŁo
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
e nse
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
eu tive um medo em minha vida
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você

 



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