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best friend poem

os céus que eram ashen e sober
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
e nse
era o outono do ano
olhar além
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars

 



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