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best friend poem

quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
ruídos que strive rasgar
você é meu companheiro
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
temos nós nenhum shame?
não do mundo largo do todo
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia

 



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