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pumpkin poem

eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
como um homem despido mim vai
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
completamente dos rasgos
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
filhas do tempo
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame

 



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