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friendship poem

escute
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu sou velho e cego
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
se eu for muito certo
em sua barraca guardada
tempestade

 



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