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son poem

vocĂŞ ouve a chuva?
eu penso d esplĂŞndido justo
minha alma Ă© um campo ploughed escuro
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
eu moldei o mundo
talvez
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
a escuridĂŁo
era muitas e muito um ano há
veja que eu me dou a vocĂŞ

 



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