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father poem

meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
com alegria e maravilha
é frequentemente não assim?
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
olhar além
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram

 



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