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i miss you poem

a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
era muitas e muito um ano há
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
em setembro
para trás, gire para trás
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
não há nenhum escape pelo rio

 



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