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christmas poetry

diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
este é o arsenal
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
truely
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte

 



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