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poem for dad

eu vi-o uma vez antes
diga-me não
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
todo meu amor para meu doce
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
com os olhos meek, marrons
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
poderíamos nós mas para saber
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb

 



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