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happy birthday poem

a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
eu disse
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
em todas as coisas não faladas de
balançado no berço do profundo
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
o prado estava rastejando
você recorda
cara esposa
fraco-é voada a canção
agite
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly

 



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