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thanksgiving poem

quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
melhore do que o granito
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
noite misteriosa
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
caras bonitas, tragical
agora quando meus bordos viverem
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
na esfera

 



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