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happy birthday poem

filhas do tempo
e pão do breaketh mais
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
tempestade
era muitas e muito um ano há
eu disse
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
e nse
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
porque assim sad meu encantador?
aflija-se não para o invisível
ao longo de um river-side

 



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