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friend poem

você diz que você me ama
em todas as coisas não faladas de
se ele
o alvorecer era verde maçã
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
para trás, gire para trás
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
melancolia, azul era
deus

 



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