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father poem

era não para esse cheiro singular
eu sou velho e cego
diz de épocas velhas boas
ido antes de nós
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
sob a lua da colheita
três anos há hoje
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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